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

in the face with the hose and stared at me in shock.

I laughed so hard I had to sit down.

“It’s not funny,” she yelled.

“You attacked yourself.”

“The hose is broken.”

“The hose is fine.”

She sprayed me next.

Every Sunday night, Melissa came home tired and smelling like coffee. Sophie would run to her, then come back and hug me.

“See you next weekend,” she continue reading …