The Billionaire’s Babysitter by Essie

Chapter 7

It was the day after I had moved in. Callie had already warmed up to me and was not as fussy as the first day. We were in the living room after I had picked Callie from school. I was now friends with the Indian driver who was teaching me Hindi.

Presently, she was telling me about her day at school which made me start asking myself questions. Where was Callie’s mother? I did not ask anything at the interview because I did not want to seem nosy. But now I was so so curious.

Callie went on, oblivious to my inner pondering. “…And then Sheila said I should push Lou and call herself a fat popotamus.”

“Did you do it, hun?”, I asked.

“No”, the kid replied proudly.

“That’s good”, was my reply. Then I ruffled Callie’s hair

“Stop that”, she said “I’m not a kid”

“Oh, then what are you?”, I asked intrigued

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wiman”, Callie

said, “You’re one funny ki-

graced me with

* * *

and said, “Sweet dreams, mon ange.”

woken up by screams at night. I was startled. The day had been great so I didn’t understand who was screaming. Soon, I realized they were coming from

painful sights I had ever seen. Callie was writhing in bed, her face contorted in agony. She

rushed to her bed and shook her gently awake. I placed my hands on her hair and smoothed it, praying that she didn’t start screaming again. I was after all, unfamiliar to her and the last thing I wanted was

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cradled Callie in my arms and woke her up

don’t cry honey. It’s Okay. It

my arms and sobbed some

you’ll never leave me”, she said

I said solemnly.”What

you were gone just like

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