They were interrupted by a breathless voice crying, “ZeeZee! I didn’t realize you were coming here!”
The Klein kids were cute, but boy, did they get bored easily. ZeeZee had just settled them down with paper and crayons and a pack of cool stickers she’d picked up at a toy store in the
mall (jelly stickers were in right now, eight-year-old Leebie had informed her), and now barely five minutes had passed, and they were already looking for something else to do.
Kind of like herself.
This babysitting idea had been cute, but, two weeks later, the attraction was wearing off.
Now, ZeeZee looked at the four impatient children (well, three; the two-year-old was perfectly happy dipping her crayons into a cup of milk) and announced, “We’re going out.”
There was a small playground up the street that the kids started heading toward, but honestly, it looked kind of pathetic.
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