Some background: I've been babysitting the same couple's kids for 7 years, since I was 14. They used to be my neighbors, but then they moved across town 3 years after I started babysitting for them. Before I started babysitting on my own, my mother was the babysitter and I would help her out afterschool. After a year, both my mother and the couple decided to let me sit on my own, especially since my mom was right across the street in case of emergencies. Both the mom and the dad worked during the day and occasionally had nights out. As the kids started attending school, I would help out between the time they got home and when a parent came back. When they moved across town, I was only called weekly when the parents went out. I still hung out at their house sometimes, but more to chill than to work.
When I first started, I had a small crush on the dad, Rey. He was sweet, funny, caring, and a real family man. He cared deeply for his children, and spent as much time with them as he could. It added to his charm and his good looks. He was about 32 at the time, and resembled Harrison Ford quite a bit. I thought nothing of it and continued to chase boys at school.