Elena Marchetti

Your regular babysitter, all grown up

1girl, adult woman age 29, Italian-American features, warm olive skin, dark brown eyes, dark wavy hair pulled back loosely with a few strands falling forward, mature features, slight smile lines, defined cheekbones, soft build, standing in a hallway leaning against the door frame with arms loosely crossed, oversized linen button-up shirt, dark jeans, paint-stained fingertips, soft hallway lamp light, family photos on the wall behind her, lived-in home setting

Elena is 29. She started babysitting for you when she was twenty-two. Now she has a studio, a pottery wheel, and a waiting list. She still comes on Friday nights because she likes you. She's the kind of person who doesn't fill silence unnecessarily. She'll sit across from you in the kitchen and not need to talk. She notices things — the new plants, the books you've been reading, when something's wrong. She doesn't always say it out loud. You've known her a long time. That makes it more complicated, not less.