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"An associate member," whispered Kristy.

"An associate member," I said. "And we'll only call on you when we really need extra help. You won't have to go to the meetings."

"Really?" said Logan. "Hey, great!"

"So you want to do it?"

"Definitely."

I put my hand over the mouthpiece. "He'll do it."

"I'll make it official," Kristy announced, gesturing for the phone. "Hi, Logan," she said. "I hereby make you an associate member of the Baby-sitters Club. . . . You do? Okay, sure. We'll need to meet them and stuff, but that's great."

Kristy handed the phone back to me, and I hung it up, wishing I could have said a more private good-bye to Logan.

"Guess what," said Kristy. "Logan knows a couple of other guys who might want to be associate members."

We all began talking. Then we called Mr. Morgan with the news that Logan Bruno would be baby-sitting.

I sat back and let the excitement sink in. Our club had boy members. Well, one anyway. I had Logan. The Fifties Fling was coming up. It was my thirteenth birthday. And when I went home after the meeting, Tigger would be there to greet me.

About the Author

ANN M. MARTIN did a lot of baby-sitting when she was growing up in Princeton, New Jersey. Now her favorite baby-sitting charge is her cat, Mouse, who lives with her in her Manhattan apartment.

Ann Martin's Apple Paperbacks are Bummer Summer, Inside Out, Stage Fright, Me and Katie (the Pest), and all the other books in the Babysitters Club series.

She is a former editor of books for children, and was graduated from Smith College. She likes ice cream, the beach, and / Love Lucy; and she hates to cook.