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e or two pieces of gum stuck to her scalp, it would be difficult to remove without cutting some strands. — Calm down, miss. I'll ground them for their mischief and I can give you a raise. Please do not take any drastic measures. She snorted. — No money in the world can buy my peace. For me it has gone, I'm out. And I want an indemnity for them to make me bald. - Calm! It's not so extreme, too — Clara interjected, as I no longer remembered witnessing this catastrophe. — Do you have peanut butter? — she asked me, who nodded suspiciously and took it for her. Clara took some peanut butter from the jar and asked permission to help Layla, who she left, even though she was suspicious. She took a toothbrush from her bag that was hanging on the back of the chair. — It's new, I was going to use it today for the first time — she said, taking the brush out of the packaging. She applied the peanut butter on top of the gum and, using the brush, pushed slowly until she removed them completely. - Ready. Now all you have to do is wash your hair. Layla went to the bathroom and then came back sighing in relief. — Everything really came out. Thanks. — She took Clara's hands. — How did you know that? Clara just shrugged. I scratched my throat. — Now that this small setback has been resolved, I believe there is no reason to leave your position. The increase is still there, of course. Layla looked at me disgusted. - Not even dead. Have a good time, Mr Mackenzie, I won't be coming back here. And she marched out the door, carrying her bags. I put my head down on the table, wondering where I was going to find a nanny who would take care of my children. Layla was the last one available at the agency. Clara cleared her throat. — How many children do you have? - Three. Triplets. — Hmm. — And I don't know which agency I'm going to find a nanny who can deal with them anymore. I've been to practically all of the city. - How old are they? - Nine years. — And their mother? — Lives in New York. - I understood. — They are suspended from school this week, and I have no one to leave them with — I said, unburdening myself once again. — How much did you pay the nanny you just left? — Ninety dollars a day. She let out a whistle, and I didn't un