Rate this story One summer, when I was 16 years old, my parents went on a vacation. My parents were going to be gone for three weeks and they didn’t trust me to be alone for that length of time. So they had my older cousin, Jane, who was in college, to baby-sit the house and me. It worked out well, because she was able to cook good meals for me, ad she kept the house clean. Before my parents left they told me, “Jane will be in charge of everything while we are gone. If you get into trouble,...
