I was thirteen years old when I was offered a baby-sitting job for a grandchild of one of my mother's friends. Having a younger sister, I had occasionally baby-sat for my parents, but had never really done this for any family outside of my own, but I was very interested in the idea. The young boy I was asked to baby-sit was about six years old, and I was warned that he was very inattentive, somewhat rebellious and had a "temper problem." His name was Xan (pronounced Zan). The plan was for him to occasionally come over to my house and I would watch him for a couple of hours at a time while his mother, Alex, went and did "what she needed to do."

The first time Xan came over I was outside skateboardi

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