Summary: A girl, a modern New York princess more like, move to the Heights. She’s trying to keep her nannies legacy alive. It proves to be a lot more troublesome than first thought. With no help from the stupid little nerd across the street who runs the bodega.
Warnings: No Usnavi sorry I gotta set up the story, character death. Racist little shits, not everyone who lives in the Upper East Side is a dick it’s just a stereotype, probably also bad Spanish
A/N: I wrote this in a day oml
It was the day after her only son’s graduation that Isa started looking for a new job. She’d been let go a year before. Her son didn’t know. She’d been doing odd jobs all over the city trying to make ends meet. It was made worse since she was Latino, most white businessmen didn’t want Isa for more than a cleaning lady.
Nothing ever worked out. She was on call for a fancy hotel, it had penthouse at the very top for the owner. It’s where most of her money came from. Even though that wasn’t a lot either. The job search had been going poorly for a week when Isa got a call.