She was nice.
It's not like she changed.
It just felt different.
She wasn’t just a nanny anymore
For the weekend she was his mom
And that was different.
She took care of him.
She loved him.
Then she slept with his dad.
And they left together.
But they were here now
She was here now
Dad wasn’t.
Mother was home.
Mother hated the nanny.
And mother was mad.
He tried to warn her
She didn't listen
People didn't seem to listen much anymore.
The air was still.
His throat dry.
There was a pit forming in his stomach.
And the air smelled of salt and copper.
Broken shards of glass.
His mother was silent.
A sob choked out.
Mother walked away.
The Nanny lay still on the ground.
A towel had been handed to him.
Along with a bucket of water.
She'll tell dad that the nanny never came.
And he'll never see her again.
No one will.