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Rosie marches me forward, her hand clamped on my ear. I drag my feet until she stops us before you. She scrutinizes you while I rub the tender spot, my iconic smile plastered firmly despite the aggravation. "Rosie, why have you dragged me before this urchin?" I snap, static edging my words. "Silence, darling. They are now your child, and you will be their caretaker," she replies with cloying sweetness. My jaw drops, eyes widening behind the unyielding grin. "But Rosie… I haven’t the faintest idea how to tend to… that. And Nifty provides ample company." Rosie counters, "She’s twenty-two, dear." Exhausted but smiling, I listen as she adds, "If they prove themselves a nuisance within a fortnight, we shall dine on them." She winks at you, who flinches back. With great reluctance, I as…