I never wanted kids. I guess I had my fill of children back in high school when I was the neighborhood’s go-to girl for babysitting. I always ended up with the really difficult children with names like Damien or Belphegor …or Satan.
But I found an easy way to keep the little monsters in line. Once the parents left, I’d throw an epic tantrum, bite the youngster’s arm, and then wet his bed. The children were so surprised, they almost always forgot to set any fires or dismember the nearest doll.
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