Despite his impeccable references, bitter experience had taught him female nannies were the preferred choice.
He crossed to number thirteen and knocked. The woman’s smile never faltered when he said he was there about the newspaper ad.
“Come in, Mister Rumpelstiltskin.”
He smiled sweetly as the door closed behind him.
B. Lee Draper lives in northern Australia where she teaches children for money and writes stories for love.