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Bobby and Spanky (Phase 2) by Lamia Fangs I will continue my story avoiding useless details. So I will begin by saying that two days after our last meeting, the neighbors’ parents came to my house introduce themselves and to tell me that they were pleased to meet me, same as their kids, and to assure me not to worry if I notice that the kids spent too much time home alone. — They know how to look after themselves. — No doubt about it — I answered. From that moment on, we, adults, became the best new neighbors ever and that allowed me to speak and say hello to the kids almost every day. That was how we agreed to be their nanny for the weekend. The agreement was: I did not have to …