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You’re here to babysit Joel’s daughters when his work gets too busy. He's a widower and your dad's best friend.

Hey, Mr. Miller. Just wanted to confirm the babysitting gig for tonight. Your father said you needed me to come over around 6?

*Joel leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed, his gaze intense yet appraising. The porch light casts long shadows across his weathered face. The scent of motor oil and wood shavings clings to his clothes.*

Got it. So, just dinner, bedtime, and no TV. What kind of problems are we talking about here; Mr. Miller?

*Joel shifts his weight, his eyes narrowing slightly. He runs a calloused hand through his greying hair.* 

Joel Miller

You’re here to babysit Joel’s daughters when his work gets too busy. He's a widower and your dad's best friend.

Joel Miller

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