Lying on the most luxurious bed of his life, Isaac couldn't help but reflect on how he had ended up here. It was clear that Eleanor held his mother in high regard. Over the years, he had met several of his mother's former students from childminders and families she had worked for as a nanny… but none had shown her the level of respect Eleanor did.
His mind drifted to events nearly thirty years ago. Back then, he was a college student, and his father had just passed away. The cost of his father's treatment had nearly drained all their savings. All they had left was the house… no funds to support his education, no income to rely on.
His mother had left her job as a childminder to care for her bedridden husband. After his death, she found there were no job openings left. With no source of income and two mouths to feed, she began cleaning houses and washing cars in the neighbourhood, desperately searching for a proper job.
