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clear?"
    "You mean last week?"
    "Exactly." I lifted my head and looked at her. "How am I going to survive until Friday?"
    "Well," said Rebecca. "Look on the bright side. Maybe he won't even be there." The bell rang, and she stood up. "Why hire you if he's home on a Friday night?"
    "Because. She doesn't want him to feel like he's the default baby-sitter." Students started swarming into the room, so I had to raise my voice to be heard. "She wants him to be free to come and go as he pleases."
    "The key word there is go," said Rebecca, grabbing her backpack and swinging it onto her shoulder. And then we both broke out laughing, thinking about what the other key word was.
    On Friday, while I would be on my not-exactly-but-almost-hot date, Rebecca would be stuck at home with her parents, who hate each other. Rebecca has no idea
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    why they're still married. Her dad is a famous lawyer-- sometimes he's even on the news and in magazines--who works constantly, and her mom is a movie agent who's always flying off to L.A., where most of her clients are. It's because of all the people her mom knows that Rebecca ended up being in Chic.
    Every few months they have a really fancy dinner and make Rebecca sit through about ten thousand courses with all the incredibly boring people they know. Rebecca can usually snag a new outfit out of the occasion if she's in the mood, and last time she convinced her mom it was okay if she got this really sexy dress. All night her father's colleagues were telling her how grown up she looked and asking her to give them a hug. It was completely gross.
    As soon as Hannah opened the door and saw me, she went running into the kitchen screaming, "She's here! She's here! She's here!" Then she ran back and grabbed my legs and made me walk with her standing on my feet.
    "I have two baby-sitters tonight," she announced.
    "You do?" I tried to sound interested yet casual, when really I was just interested.
    Sarah was in this very pretty dress with a flower pattern on it and very high strappy shoes. "I'm running so-o late. Mark is going to kill me. But listen, you know where everything is, and Josh should be home in a little while." She kissed Hannah on both cheeks. "Good-bye, angel. Don't stay up later than nine." She looked at me. "There are rewards for you in the next life for rescuing me. We'll
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    be home by midnight, but call my cell if you need anything.'" Then she waved at us and swept out the door.
    "Are you the boss of me tonight or is Josh?" We went into the kitchen, where Hannah's dinner was partly eaten.
    "Why don't you think of Josh as the CEO and me as chairman of the board?" Hannah looked confused, but I was too busy trying to decide if Sarah had meant Josh would be home soon and would then go out again, or if he would be home soon for good, to explain myself.
    We were about halfway through The Little Mermaid when Josh came in. He was in his soccer uniform again and looked, if it was possible, even cuter than he had the week before. His hair needed to be cut, and after he put his soccer bag down he brushed his bangs out of his eyes with this totally sexy gesture that he didn't seem to realize was sexy. Hannah jumped off the couch and threw her arms around him, and he gave her this big, loud kiss on her cheek.
    "Now you kiss Jan," she said.
    "Yes, ma'am," he said.
    I felt the beginnings of a panic attack.
    JOSH: (Putting Hannah down and taking Jan in his arms.) Jan, I've wanted to do this for as long as I can remember.
    JAN: (Embarrassed.) Oh, Josh, we mustn't. Not in front of Hannah!
    JOSH:I can't help myself. I love you, my darling! (He kisses Jan passionately.)
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    Josh came over to where I was sitting on the couch and, still holding Hannah, kissed me lightly on the cheek.
    "EEEEWWWW!" Hannah shouted. Then she started singing, "Josh and Jan sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" I couldn't believe that song was still around.
    "Very original," said Josh.
    "Yeah," I added. "I don't think I've ever