I Babysat My Neighbor’s Daughter Every Weekend Until She Moved Away – 20 Years Later, Someone Left a Sealed Package on My Doorstep

almost every weekend for four years.

Sophie practically grew up in my house.

She arrived on Saturdays wrapped in a blanket, carrying Mr. Pickles. I would let her sleep on the couch, though she usually woke within minutes and announced that she was starving.

She loved dinosaur-shaped pancakes.

Not regular pancakes. Not round pancakes with faces. Dinosaurs.continue reading …