Judith POV
“Kimmy, come down here… It’s time to have your dinner.” I called her from down the stairs.
“I am not going to have dinner, Julie. I am not hungry.” She replied from upstairs.
I’ve been moving to London for a few months. I changed my name to Julie so that Elijah couldn’t find me. I worked as a babysitter for a six-year-old named Kimberly. She is a sweet kid, but she often feels lonely because her father is rarely at home. Her parents already divorced a year ago. His name was Logan Burton.
From what I learned, he was a well-known photographer in London. His jobs forced him to be traveling most of the time.
I know you must be judging me for working here in this house. But the salary was quite good, and I can’t risk applying for an office job here. I would be easily tracked
