I skipped home, glad that it was the weekend. Stopping at the سٹریٹ, گلی corner, I rang the گھنٹی, بیل at the baby-sitter's house. The little old lady opened the door and smiled widely at me. "Oh hello dearie! Your sister is such a precious little thing! آپ know, she was asking for آپ all day," she gushed.
My face fell. I felt so guilty for leaving her alone in a day-care all دن long. If I didn't have to go to school, I would spend my every waking moment with little Natalie. "Thank آپ so much, Mrs. Jackson. Where is she now?"
"Oh, she's inside, playing with little Ashton. They're the two most adorable...
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