Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Every town always seems to have that one big house, that one wealthy family everyone knows about. I happened to live down the street from that house, and growing up, I’d always heard the rumors about the couple who lived there. That the husband was handsome and tall and that he loved his wife deeply.
Just after I graduated high school, Id heard his wife had passed, and he was looking for someone to nanny for their two small boys. I’d never met the man, but I knew this was my chance to become lady of the house.