Jane The Babysitter's Daughter
An email that leads to a new experience
This is a work of fiction; I live in hope, though. I was checking my emails, expecting to hear from Jane, when I received one from an unknown. Reluctant to open it, but intrigued by the headline, I decided to open it. The headline read, "I know what you and my mother did in my caravan." I started to sweat and wondered how anyone could know. I knew Jane would not tell anyone, so I opened it up and read it through. "Hi, I a...