It was a rainy morning when I decided that Lucy, the babysitter, wasn't actually that bad. After all, she never really did anything wrong to me...
"Maybe I misjudged her?" I whispered to Alexa who was still half asleep.
The sky was a pale blue and I knew it was going to be the sort of day that everyone was sleepy and quiet. Mum had started going to work more often and I had pretty much stopped babysitting altogether which was such a relief. I was only...