Falling for the Babysitter

Chapter 1

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Remy

The trash smells disgusting. “God, did something crawl in there and die?” my friend Clara says beside me as I wheel the trashcan out to the curb. She’s stayed over for horror movie night, a monthly tradition we’ve held since we were twelve.

I hold my breath, face scrunched up tight. “Yeah, whatever that thing was my mom tried to feed us last night.”

“What was that?” Clara says.

“Tofu.”

“Is that some kind of bird, because if it is, it should be hunted until it’s extinct.”

I laugh. Poor Clara. Her family is strictly meat and potatoes. She never even saw a Brussel sprout until we met. She thought it was the cutest little baby cabbage until she actually tried it. Now she calls them devil warts.

“It’s made from soy beans, I think.”

a mist curling off the cement as the day warms up. The

to sprint across the lawn in bare feet to get to the newspaper before it’s ruined. No matter

my neighbor drives a Toyota Prius, so I know it’s not him, unless he got a

turns off and it takes a minute for the driver to exit the vehicle. Then Deacon steps out of the driver’s

god,” I say, standing

toward my neighbor’s

I grab her by the shoulders and

we’re talking,”

“We are talking.”

stand there so I can stare without being obvious I’m staring,” I say

grumbles. “Fine. But hurry up. It’s freezing

sitting in my old tree house, watching as he loaded his boxes into the U-Haul, half tempted to go next door and put each box back in the house so he couldn’t leave. That

maybe, and thicker with muscle than I remember. Clearly that confident swagger never went away. That’s easy to tell even at this distance as he

to see better. Is that the

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