The more that I talked, the paler that Grams got. I wasn't sure what was going on, but I think that there is a story there. Dad looked at Grams and said, "Mom are you ok? Do you know those people?" She took a few deep breaths in and let them out before she answered my dad.
She looked back and forth between him and me before she said, "Yes, I know them. Or, well, I know the Lombardi name. Years ago, as cliche as this will sound. I was a nanny for a Lombardi family. The man had divorced his wife, and she took off. She just decided that she didn't want to be a mom anymore. She signed the kids over to him and left. There were three boys and after she left, he started to look for a nanny. I was eighteen and had just finished college, I was smart like our girl here. I found out about the job th
