I stood at the front door of an absolute mansion of a house, wondering what lay in store for me on the other side. Remembering the conversation that brought me here when Joe Lawson had messaged me through my socials, I try again to convince myself that this is the right decision.

Would I even like being a nanny here? For him?

That doesn’t matter, Madison, I admonished myself. Whether I liked it or not, this was my only option. After a week of searching for other employment ...