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This wasn’t for me. *** I hate how short Sundays are. Is the only thing I think when I board the bus early morning the next day. I’m babysitting some kid today, a fourteen-year-old girl whose parents need a reliable person to guard their treasure for one afternoon. I swear that’s what it said. Some people just have the strangest combination of words.

Room. Child. This plan was different. I liked this one…

Was that child already. Crazy?

" The tears burst out again. Adam cursed his ill luck for running into the four-eyed kid. He glanced at his wristwatch again. The warning bells started ringing off. 7:25am! Adam shook the sobbing boy again to get his attention. "Look kid, I'm really in a hurry here," he started. "But...but ...but...Mister!" Matt sobbed harder.

The kid is opposite to her because Joanabe is the one who left her loved ones. "Sorry to hear that, Darling." Joanabe weakly apologizes to the little girl, which makes the girl giggle, "Don't be sorry, I am okay with my aunt. I love her as much as she loves me." "What about you? Where are your parents?" The girl cluelessly asks Joanabe. Then, Joanabe looks away from the curious eyes and mumbles, "It is complicated..." The girl sigh in response. Her phone buzz in her pocket that makes her jump in surprise. She drops it unintentionally. She grimaces in embarrassment to her action. "You should answer the call." The little girl states while smiling brightly at her. So she excuses herself.

Alex said. "That's a little specified," Ryan commented. Andrew frowned a little. Suzanne crossed her arms. "Really? A parent doesn't mind leaving her child in the hand of total strangers till 8pm in the night?" she questioned doubtfully. "Who's the kid anyway?!" Ethan demanded. The door bell dinged again and they all turned to look. A girl of seven years sauntered in. She was slurping lemonde from a to-go cup and she had on shades.

Squad 7. 'Squad 7....,' the instructor started. 'Rita Zintez. Kevin Joan. Asher Frankstin. Aiden Quin.' Aiden looked at the dark haired girl that had on a cheerful smile as he approached his team. 'Hi! I'm Rita,' she laughed. He scrutinized all of them. Kevin had his arms crossed across his chest and had on a twisted facial expression. His gaze stuck on Kevin. Kevin looked at him.

“Aiden, he’s amazing. We work together at the gallery, which is his side gig. He curates for the Art Institute, too. He is one of the best people I know… loves kids, loves animals, works hard, he’s responsible, grounded… and he treats me so well. He’s going to be a great dad. He’s already such a good partner.” “I’m so freakin happy for you, Jess. I can’t wait. For any of it!” “And, uh… how ‘bout you?” Jessie said softly, with an exaggerated waggle of her brows and a sly grin. “No more Eric, I know… but don’t think I missed you holding hands with Mitch. What’s going on there?”