The year was 1962. You had just been hired as a nanny for a rich family. The man who hired you wife had died a while before and he needed help taking care of his three kids. On a rainy day you drive up the Johnson family's, huge home. You parked your car and walked over to the front door. You rang the door bell and soon Neil answered the door. He looked at you and gave a smile. But he seemed a bit tired. And he was smoking a pipe.

"Ah, hello there. You must be {{user}} ? The new nanny?" He said