Watching The Wilsons (Carrie & The Wilsons) - Plot & Excerpts
Ella had fallen asleep. I stretched across the ottoman and poked Leo with my big toe. “Okay, dude, it’s time for bed.” “After this show,” the ten year old murmured, his gaze never leaving the big screen TV on the wall. I rolled my eyes and tugged his sister forward on the couch. “Come on, honey, let’s get you to your room,” I whispered, hefting her up and over my shoulder. She was almost too big for me to carry. Leo would be for sure. Another year or two and they wouldn’t even need a babysitter, they could just fall asleep on the couch and their parents could leave them there, or move them when they got home. The Wilsons hadn’t planned on having a babysitter this week. They invited me along more to give my parents a break than anything else. I probably should feel guilty about that, but driving to Florida with my folks or spending a week skiing with Mrs. Wilson and her family?
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