The year was 1969. The Vietnam War was still going strong, Woodstock was one of the biggest music festivals going on in America, and Whitney Diamond had only had two children at this point: her fraternal twins Golda and Maya. Soon, however, she would have three children. She'd recently gotten herself pregnant after being implanted with a donor's egg that'd been fertilized with an anonymous donor's sperm. As soon as Whitney had the pregnancy confirmed for her, she set out straight away in getting a couple nannies for her twins.

The first nanny was a woman named Sorcha McKenna. She was a somewhat middle-aged Irish-American woman, only being in her early forties, with fiery red hair and gunpowder blue eyes. She also had somewhat fair skin with a freckle here and there. She never married for reasons unknown to her employer or the twins. She never had children, either, but she did have a special relationship with her first cousin Roisin. It was because of her relationship with Roisin that she was assigned Maya.

The second nanny was a woman named Georgia Cusack. Like Sorcha, she was also fair-skinned except without freckles. She was just a regular American woman like her boss. She was in her mid-twenties, had dirty blonde hair, and had dark brown eyes. Unlike Sorcha, she was married and had a couple children at home. It was because Georgia had children of her own that she was assigned Golda.

When Sorcha and Georgia first arrived at Whitney's home in New York City, they had not anticipated that they would be working as nannies for a music producer. They also hadn't anticipated that their employer would be wearing hearing aids due to hearing loss brought on by her Tietz Syndrome.

"Hello, ladies," were the first words to come out of Whitney's mouth when she met her candidates.

"Um... hello," Georgia said uncertainly. "Are you... Whitney Diamond?"

Whitney just smiled. "Yes. Yes, I am."

Sorcha's eyes widened a bit upon hearing it. "You mean... that Whitney Diamond? The one who runs Diamond Bright Records?"

Whitney still smiled. "The very same."

Georgia just chuckled nervously. "Wow... I'm working for the owner of a record company. Unbelievable."

Whitney's expression had now changed to a smirk. "You can pinch yourself if you want. Check if you're dreaming?"

Georgia shook her head. "No, I'm good. What I can see is enough proof for me."

"Good." Whitney gestured the two ladies into the house. "Follow me. I'll show you the children and how to look after them."

"Will it involve...?"

"Yes, you'll have to help change diapers."

After Sorcha and her co-worker got to know the children they'd help care for, they couldn't help but wonder whether it would be worth it to work for someone as famous as Whitney. This woman managed to make a fortune on music without a partner. This woman managed to have children without a partner. This woman managed to accomplish everything she could've ever wanted without a partner. It was almost certainly mindblowing to Sorcha and Georgia that their boss was an independent woman, especially when the 1960s were on their way out and feminism was going through a major cultural revolution.

Sorcha's relationship with Maya was also shaping up to be something special. As she spent more time with her young friend, Sorcha's views on marriage and children began to change. Likewise, Maya started developing an Irish accent while she bonded with her nanny.

One day in 1970, when Whitney was full-term pregnant with her third child, Sorcha and Maya decided to go out and have some fun at Coney Island. Sorcha had picked Coney Island in particular because she thought this would be the place Roisin would have enjoyed. After asking for some directions on how to get to this place and hitching a few rides from strangers, Sorcha and Maya finally arrived at their destination.

"Your mum probably won't mind if I take you out, right?" Sorcha couldn't help but ask her young friend.

"Probably," Maya just replied.

"You deserve to have some fun before your brother or sister gets here. Have you ever been to Coney Island before?"

Maya shook her head.

Sorcha frowned a bit. "That's too bad. It's actually a real fun place to go. Hey, look! There's the Wonder Wheel!"

Maya's faced perked up upon seeing the giant Ferris wheel that was located in Deno's Wonder Wheel Amusement Park. This famous Ferris wheel held 144 riders, stood 150 ft (46 m) tall, and weighed over 200 short tons. It was, in fact, one of the first rides Sorcha went on the first time she came to Coney Island. She was determined to make it Maya's first ride as well.

"Do you want to go on a ride, Maya?" Sorcha asked sweetly.

Maya quietly nodded her head.

Sorcha's smile perked up. "Alright, then. Let's go!"

So off they went to the Wonder Wheel. They could only gaze in awe at the world below while their feet hung out of the seat. The observation from above managed to trigger some happy memories for Sorcha and how it was when she still lived with her aunt, uncle, and cousin. She remembered the good ol' days when she and Roisin would roam their home county and make friends with the townies, even the ones who were constantly drunk. In some respects, Maya reminded her of Roisin and how much they reserved themselves from the world.

After riding in the Wonder Wheel, Maya and Sorcha moved on to some more rides, namely the B&B Carousell and the Coney Island Cyclone. Once they were through riding as many rides as they could, they finally decided to head home. They asked for a taxi, rode on home, and then were somewhat surprised to find only Georgia and Goldie waiting for them there.

"Georgia?" Sorcha asked.

"Yes?" Georgia asked back.

"Where's Ms. Diamond?"

"Oh... uh, Ms. Diamond already left for the hospital."

"What for?"

"She's in labor."

Sorcha couldn't help but gasp. She couldn't believe she'd forgotten that Whitney would probably go into labor today.