She Didn’t Recognize Me—But She Held On Like Her Life Depended On It
It started like any other Friday.My six-year-old, Ben, was feeling under the weather—nothing serious, just a small fever. I stayed with him that morning but had to head into work later. Ruby, our neighborhood babysitter, came by like she always did. She’d been helping us out for over a year—sweet, responsible, and patient. I trusted…
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