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”,

“You’re one funny ki-

Callie graced me with

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to bed. I kissed her head and said, “Sweet dreams, mon ange.”

had been great so I didn’t understand who was screaming. Soon, I realized they were coming from Callie’s room and

met with one of the most pitiful and painful sights I had ever seen. Callie was writhing in bed, her face contorted in agony. She was so little to

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

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Callie in my arms and woke her

It’s Okay. It was just

into my arms and sobbed some

promise you’ll never leave me”, she

said solemnly.”What

you were gone just like my

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