Loving Babysitter Part 1 revision
It all started when I was 16. I remember it like it just happened, how could I ever forget? My parents were going out of town for a few days, moving trucks. My older brother was staying with my aunt, and I insisted I was old enough to take care of myself. However, my parents gave me a big fat no as the answer. They knew I didn’t do well spending long periods of time alone. They asked one of my dads friends, Jamie, to stay with me while they were gone. Jamie was 28. I always thought she was kind of weird with her really short brown hair, never wearing girls clothes, hiding her eyes behind sunglasses, and driving a big truck. What kind of girl did that? Jamie came in as my parents …