A healing link between two brothers

In the summer of 1995 I had just graduated from high school and moved to Boston to be an au pair for a year. I had been accepted at an art school, but I decided to defer my enrollment and start preparing financially for the costs that would be awaiting me as soon as school started.

In early June I flew out from Missouri for a preliminary meeting with the family I would be working for. I wanted to see exactly what I would be doing, what the two boys were like, and how comfortable I would feel doing this line of work. This would be my first job as a full-time au pair, and my first visit to the East Coast.

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