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I’d been babysitting for as long as I can remember. Watching my relatives brats when they wanted a night on the town or the neighborhood heathens after school. So it was no surprise when an older woman just a few streets away called me up and asked if I’d be available to watch her son for a few hours while she ran out to do errands. I agreed without asking many questions, after all, I’m a professional babysitter at this point.
The house looked like all the others on the block when I walked up to the walkway and knocked on the door. The older woman answered and ushered me inside. She was smiling so bright that she reminded me of my grandma. Instantly, I felt warm and welcomed until I saw her son.
