Babysitter's Club Olivia

Babysitter's Club Olivia

I was supposed to be the babysitter, that’s what they told me. What they didn’t tell me, is that they were at the tail end of a bitter divorce and that I would be caught in the middle of a cold war between two parents and children who had already chosen sides, but because of the law, had no real say in what they did.<br />I’d been hired by the father, a hotter, sexier thirty something I have never seen. At twenty-one and in my third year of college, I needed the job because the pay was good and the hours flexible. Plus, with my new dorm falling through because of a clerical error, I needed a place to stay. So I guess you could say this job fell into my lap at the most opportune time.<br />