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Fifty-seven.

Angel POV.

"I want cookie," I tell the stupid babysitter stomping my foot, her name is Blair, she's a mommy with no little and she likes taking care of littles, Ilyssa's words, we're kind of good friends now, we shared some gossip about everyone, and it was fun to talk about it all.

"And I said no," she says trying to sound firm and managing to, I should obey her, I should do as she said, but she wasn't as scary as Hunter was this morning, or even mommy Logan scary, she was firm, but not enough to get me to stop.

"Why not?" I ask her feeling like I might die without another cookie.

"Because I already gave you one," she answers me.

"I want one more, they are tiny," I say defending my reasoning as to why I wanted more than one.

"The answer is no Angel, you got your cookie," she says in a final voice.

"Fine," I say walking away, but I still had my eye on the cookie, I planned on coming back as soon as she moved away from the kitchen, but first we needed to create a distraction and I
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