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Alex
My hands were clammy and my stomach felt jittery as we waited for Josie to arrive on Monday morning. Hannah was up, dressed, and sitting with her hands folded together on the sofa beside me. She seemed as excited about this new arrangement as I was nervous about it.
I had never dreamed that I might be anxious about impressing a new nanny, hoping that she wouldn’t be frightened and secretly thinking that I might jump out to kill her at any moment. Yet, here we were.
In a quiet voice, Hannah asked, “What if she doesn’t like me and decides she doesn’t want to stay with me?”
She had been sitting so calmly by my side, I hadn’t realized that her nerves had kicked into overdrive, too. I smiled down into her angelic face. “How could anyone not like you, Hannah-Banana?”
It was a silly
