“Yep, and he doesn’t know that yet. This means you need to get to work ASAP so you can tell him how you feel. Go, go, go. go!” the babysitter insisted as she closed the bedroom door on the still complaining secretary. “Get dressed, so you have less to worry about.”

By the time Siel was ready and walking out the front door with her shoulder bag, a tall, white Christmas tree was already set up in her living room. It was being nicely decorated by Nella and three young men in ...