As we were gathered around opening Christmas presents, my five-year-old suddenly shouted with joy,….

The Babysitter Incident I Shouldn’t Have Ignored

Earlier that year, Mike and I decided to work on our marriage. We’d been drifting, so we scheduled weekly date nights to reconnect.

A coworker of Mike’s recommended a college-aged babysitter named Megan.

At first, everything seemed fine. Simon liked her. We enjoyed getting out of the house again.

Then one evening, Mike told me we needed to let her go.