The Nanny Demanded a Child Betrothal, So I Sent Her to Hell

My daughter, Mindy, was home for summer break. The company kept me buried in work, my husband had died suddenly of illness not long before, and my parents were both in poor health. So there was no one at home to look after her. My father recommended that his cousin's daughter, Kirsten Chavez, come stay with us as a nanny. That evening I was eating dinner when Kirsten sidled up to me with a smile. "Hey, honey, this Sunday's my son's tenth birthday."