Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 13

Part 13 When I was sixteen, I babysat little kids. By that time, the money made a difference. It didn’t go to bills but it was what let me continue to enjoy the luxuries I’d been accustomed to. The kids I babysat didn’t have the kind of childhood I’d had – those children had nannies. … Continue reading Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 13