Babysitting Struggles: PrologueBabysitting StrugglesBabysitting Struggles: Prologue by boundbymywords
The barren, rolling fields seemed to run forever as the two-door coupe sped furiously down the country road. On each side, frost clung to the dead grass as proof that the last days of winter still had a grip on the rural country-side. Though it had been a harsh season of cooler temperatures and dreary days, evidence that spring was right around the corner was apparent by a few of the trees beginning to bloom off in the distance.
The towering skyscrapers of Pearl City became smaller and smaller in the rear view mirror as the babysitter’s foot pressed down hard on the accelerator. She was never known for her punctuality and once again she was late for another commitment. Glancing over at the clock on her dashboard, she cursed in her delectable British accent as the destination appeared to be nowhere in sight. “Where in the bloody hell is this place?! It feels like I’ve