Clara looked at the email notification on her phone. It was a perfectly formatted report titled Nightly Summary: The Efficient Babysitter.

"I’ve already blocked it out on your digital calendar," Maya said with a small, professional smile. She snapped her briefcase shut and vanished into the night, leaving the parents in a house that finally felt like a home again.

When it came to dinner, she didn't struggle with Sophie’s refusal to eat broccoli. She simply renamed the florets "dinosaur trees" and told a story about a hungry Brachiosaurus. The plate was clear in record time.