I check the address and then check it again. Sure enough, this is the house. Except to call it a house might be an insult. It’s more like a mansion. The sheer size of the building is only outdone by the sprawling lawns surrounding it.
I walk up to the intercom at the gate and press the call button.
“Yes.” Says the voice on the other side.
“Hi, I’m Lily. I was just hired as the new nanny.” I explain and the door opens. I walk up to the main entrance where I’m greeted by a frowning little man in a smart gray suit. He looks down at me and surveys me from head to foot. He’s definitely not impressed with what he sees, because his eyes take on an indignant expression and his lip curls a bit.
I look down at myself expecting to see a stain on my dress or something else to warrant that loo
