Not Your Nanny Anymore

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he household staff wit

ldren's complex schedules of sch

alendar, the dinners, the charity events

shirts were perfectly pressed and his fav

w days, no one s

h Chloe. The children were caught up in their own sma

an to appear in the well-o

g because his driver hadn't been remin

n. Lily' s favorite balle

ss watch, the one Sara

tailed daily instructions, seemed adrift. Meal

ed, started complaining of stomach aches. The kitchen sta

found her reading in the sunroo

r, his shadow falling across her book. "The house is a mess. The kids are all over the pla

m, her expression cal

ss effort, of anticipating every need, o

en while he was on "urgent" business trips that often coinc

day parties the children barely acknowledged,

ersaries he forgot, the

than nothing. For neglect

ull staff. What exactly do you do all day that' s so exha

burst into the sunroo

Chloe come over?

for dinner!" Lily added, bouncing on her toes.

expression soften as he

omething that s

her want," Sarah said, her voice

e momentarily replaced by disbeli

y?" Lily aske

odded.

forehead. He clearly expected a fight, tears,

and ushered the excited children out

yes, a small, sad

ght. Soon, she

ted. She just needed the rig

oe, in her eagerness to t