I shook my head. “Then that settles it,” he said.
“You’re dismissed. Pack up and leave tomorrow.”
I did as told and moved back home.
A week later, Mrs.
Johnson called me. “Jane, can you come over for tea?”
“Of course,” I replied, curious.
In her luxurious living room, she looked at me with concern. “We’ve decided to cut ties with the Smiths.
We’d like to offer you a job.
Better pay, better working conditions. We could use someone like you for our kids.”
I was stunned.
“Of course!” I exclaimed.
“You’ve earned it,” she smiled. “The boys loved having you watch them.
And somehow, you got Jonathan to eat his peas!”
I don’t know how the Smiths reacted to me working for the Johnsons, but I hoped they felt betrayed.
What would you have done?
Share your thoughts.
