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Why we should stay hidden

作者: Jessie King
last update 最終更新日: 2025-07-07 23:54:27

Chris

I look at the brunette sitting in front of me, the Au Pair the agency has sent, Greta, is a young Danish girl who has been in London less than a year. Her English isn’t great, and it is an initial worry for me, especially with Muna just becoming conversational. But demure and diminutive, she is nothing like the buxom Astrid, which could be a good thing as there’s a lower chance of me stumbling on any strange people in my house.

Or is there?

Last minute, I decide that is a risk I can’t take.

“It’s not a live-in position,” I tell her. “Will that be a problem?”

“I live Belsize Park,” she beams as she raises a finger. “Only one bus.”

Perfect.

We finalise plans for her to come in the mornings, early enough to prepare and take Muna to day care, and leave when I get back from the hospital at 9pm. On nights I have social events, she’ll sleep in, but only on those.Everything is sorted.

She starts work the next day, arriving nice and early at 7:30am. She is effective enough, except her cu
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