I Was Tricked into Babysitting on July 4th — So I Packed My Things and Never Looked Back
I accepted a Fourth of July invite to the family ranch expecting barbecues, lake swims, and fireworks. My best friend Casey and I were promised a relaxing weekend. But as soon as we arrived, Aunt Claire handed us toddler pajamas and said we’d be staying with the kids—no warning, no discussion. What was meant to…