07/03/2025
So my sister Erika is pure chaos in human form. No concept of calm or structure whatsoever. That's why I was shocked when she agreed (after some serious convincing) to babysit my son, Austin. Even more shocked when I came home and she said, all cheerful, "I actually had fun! I wanna do this more often!"
Cue my internal red flags waving.
I know Erika. That didn't sound like her. But Sean (my husband) was thrilled—"Free babysitting!" he said. And over time, I got used to it. Until one day, she asked, "When's Austin's birthday again?"
I told her, and she goes, "Ah, Leo. Poor kid."
That was the moment I knew something was off. That day she took Austin "to the park," I followed her.
She drove right past it and ended up at a random apartment complex across town. A man was waiting outside.😳👇
