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“No,” I cut in. “You didn’t.”
Claire dropped the envelope on our entryway table and turned to leave.
We counted the cash — it was the exact amount my mom had earned.
Not a penny more. Not the generous gesture Claire probably imagined would wipe the slate clean. But it was enough.
Later that evening, I called Riley and told her my mom had been paid in full.
She added a comment under the video and pinned it to the top:
Update: The babysitter has now been paid. Thank you for your support.
We didn’t ask for the video to be taken down. We didn’t threaten Claire or respond to the flood of gossip that followed.
We just let it be.
Sometimes, a lesson doesn’t come from yelling or vengeance. It comes from being seen — really seen — for what you did or didn’t do.
You don’t ask someone to spend four afternoons a week in your home, caring for your child, cleaning up after them, entertaining them, feeding them, and keeping them safe, then shrug it off as if it were a favor you never agreed to compensate.
You don’t tell someone who wakes up every morning with dignity and purpose — who’s already given decades of their life to others — that their time has no value.
You don’t do that. Not to my mother.Continue reading…
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