Delilah

"Malia! It's time for bed, Darling." I call out to the sweet three-year-old girl that I've been looking after for two months.

"Okay, Lilah." She says sweetly, pronouncing the L in my name as W. As expected she yawns tiredly after I tuck her in. We spent half our day at the park and then came back home to bake before watching some cartoons and here we are.

I read her usual bedtime story till she falls asleep and then I put out her lights and walk out of her room quietly.

The light in the study is on which means Malia's father is back from work. I drop...