The Stolen Retirement: Eleanor's Reckoning

her peace and Lily's well-being, had developed impossibly high standards for anyone who wa

described their needs: someone experienced, discreet, and capable of manag

n file. I'd listed myself as available for part-time, high-level household management, a far cry from m

ave a potential client, a Mr. Kevin Van

lmost declined, but

bout the requir

ila as "delicate" and needing a "calm

d I will require a very strict contract: clearly defined duties, limited hours, and absolutel

d Sheila's constant complaints, signed the contract without even realizing w

ay, I walked back

in a silk robe, looking expectantly at

d. "You can start by making me a cup of tea, Earl Grey,

gin with infant care and light household tasks related to the baby and Mrs. Chloe

if you're feeling up to it later, the vacuum cleaner is in the ha

. "How dare you! Mar

ila. The contract is specific.

stered, scurried o

ing Lily's nursery, Chloe

possible for Sheila. I've been hiding her favorite snacks, 'accidentally' shrinking her laundry, playing Lily'

y face. "I had a feeling you we

eeks," Chloe said, her voice

ally in