Babysitter

Emma pulled up to the house and parked her car in the driveway.

She had been working as a babysitter for about a month now, but the child she had been babysitting unfortunately moved away. But Emma felt like she had lucked out when she found this position with the Jacksons.

After an interview with Sam, a handsome man who was only 6 years older than Emma, she had immediately been offered the job.

" How much an hour?" Emma asked.

"How does 30 buck an hour, sound?"

"Amazing."

At the moment Emma had accepted the job. But apparently, all other previous babysitters have quit out of the blue, without any reasoning, Sam explained. Emma finally met the child she'd be looking after 10-year-old Max. He seemed like a well-behaved young boy.

Sam explained all of the details that the job entailed. He and his wife both worked late, so they needed someone to take care of their son Max, on the weekdays from after school and until they both got home from work. Emma would have to get to their house, right before the school bus would drop Max off (which is at 3:30 pm), then she would need to make an afternoon snack for Max, then she would make sure he did all of his homework, and give him some help if needed. Next, she would then let Max watch TV, while she made diner, after eating diner, she will have to help Max take his bath, then after that, she will need to put him to bed at 7:00 pm.

"When do you and Mrs. Jackson get home from work?"

"I get home from the office around 7:30 and Alison gets home right after that," Sam answered. "You can watch TV after Max is put to bed. Can you start tomorrow?"

"Yes," Emma shook Sam's hand and left the house.