I was their babysitter.

I didn’t trust that I could do it alone, so I brought a friend. The girls danced around me, not coming too close. They were unsure of me, as well.

I tried to put them to bed, but they ran off. Red, sticky candy in hand. Up to the roof deck, a walled-in courtyard. Like a castle.

The girls belonged to my writing teacher.

They fell asleep for once and then the doorbell rang. The parents had returned home and I had failed at my babysitting duties.