House Sitters Inc.
How a teenager starts begins a business one fateful night. What will it turn into?
As I reviewed my latest earnings report, I sat back and reflected on how it all began. I was just a sixteen-year-old high school student. My parents were filthy rich. My dad was a movie producer, and my stepmother was a shopper. She spent and spent, had no time for me. Hell, she was just twelve years older than me. We lived in Beverly Hills, one of the wealthiest areas of L.A. My stepmother never offered help or direction...
