I was snuggled under my blanket, going through Netflix and scrolling through rom-coms, the kind that makes you laugh a bit and then cry a bit, when my best friend Christina showed up at my door with her baby Mike in her arms and her younger son Dylan standing beside her.

“Emily, I need your help,” she said, sounding worried and unlike Christina I knew, who has always been cheerful and strong as a rock. “Can you watch the kids for just an hour? I have an emergency, I promise to be back quickly.”

“Sure, Chris,” I said. “But what’s wrong? Is there anything else I ca help you with?”

“No, just look after the kids until I return.”

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