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    Craig glanced at his watch again. He was obviously late. In his well-fitting black uniform, he looked competent and dangerous. An interesting combination. Her body continued to react to this close encounter with a good-looking man. She ignored the sweaty palms and slightly elevated pulse. He would be gone soon. From the looks of the house, he was gone a lot.
    "I'll be fine," she said, stepping farther into the room. "You go to work. The boys and I will handle the introductions."
    "Are you sure? I hate to leave you but I was due at the station a half hour ago."
    "We have lots to do," she said, and smiled brightly. C.J. grinned in return. Danny gave her a shy half smile. Ben ignored everything but the television.
    "Okay, boys, be good for Jill. If there's a problem, the station's number is by the phone in the kitchen. See ya." He gave a quick wave and disappeared out the door to the garage.
    It was one of those moments when the television went perfectly silent. The sound of the closing door was unnaturally loud in the suddenly still room. Two pairs of eyes focused on her. Jill found herself fighting the urge to run out and tell Craig she'd changed her mind. Instead she glanced around the room, sure it couldn't be as bad as her first impression.
    Nope. It was worse. It would take two days to get it picked up enough for the cleaning service to find the dirt. Dear Lord, what had she gotten into?
    She thought briefly of Kim's now-empty house and where she was going to go when her roommate returned from her honeymoon. The last couple of nights alone had given her too much time to brood. She was beginning to see that she was coasting through life without any direction. It was time to get moving again. Maybe this challenge was just the jump start she needed.
    "Okay, boys," she said. "Let's have a meeting and get to know each other. I want to hear how you do things, and I want to tell you what I expect in return."
    Danny and C.J. were standing in front of the entrance to the kitchen. It was up two steps from the family room. The boys moved toward her. Jill stared at the kitchen and thought she might faint.
    There wasn't a square inch of free counter space. Dishes, open boxes of cereal, empty containers of milk, cookies and bags of chips were everywhere. Cupboards were open; most of the shelves were bare. She thought of C.J.'s claim that upstairs was worse. She didn't want to know.
    "Where are we going to have our meeting?" Danny asked.
    She looked down at him. His light brown eyes were bright with questions and welcome. His shy smile was hard to resist. She glanced around to find a relatively clean spot. Through the kitchen she saw a formal dining room. The table didn't look too overrun with schoolbooks and sports equipment.
    "In there," she said, pointing. "Come on, Ben."
    The boy ignored her.
    She walked over to stand in front of the TV. She was blocking the screen, but he continued to stare as if he could see the program.
    "Don't you want to talk?" she asked.
    "No. You're not going to stay, so why should I bother?"
    "Because it's polite. The world is a nicer place when everyone tries to get along."
    "You read that on a bumper sticker?" he asked rudely, still not looking at her.
    "Oh, a smart-mouth," she said. "Very nice. Very impressive. You think if you intimidate me, you get your way?"
    He shrugged.
    Ben had his father's dark hair. She suspected he had his eyes, too, but he wouldn't look at her so she couldn't tell. He was a good-looking kid, although about twenty pounds overweight.
    From the corner of her eye, she saw C.J. and Danny watching. She hated being tested her first five minutes on the job and she hated it more that the other two brothers were here to witness the event. If she didn't get Ben's attention, the next five weeks were going to be miserable. She and Craig had given each other an out by agreeing to a one-week trial. If she really hated it here, she wouldn't mind leaving after that time, but she didn't want