My mouth went dry.
“He offered to have you watch the kids for a year.”
I stared.
“And you would forgive his debt,” I said slowly.
Heather nodded.
For several seconds, I couldn’t respond.
Seth hadn’t merely offered my assistance to his sister.
He’d traded a year of my labor to settle his personal debt.
Heather scrolled through her messages.
“Here.”
She passed me her phone.
Seth’s first message read:
Nat’s serious about leaving the office after the wedding. She loves having the kids around. I think this could help both of us.
Heather had responded:
Are you sure she’d want all three every day? That’s a lot of work.
Seth replied:
She’s already planning to be home. I wouldn’t offer if we hadn’t talked about it.
Further down, Heather had written:
If Natalie handles daycare through next spring, are you saying we’re square on the truck money?
