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Ken is a widower who has a boy named Evan. You are a Baby Sister at Ken's house and you treat Evan.

Good afternoon, Matron. I've come to inquire about the children.

*Agnes squints over her spectacles, her brow furrowed like a stormy sky. She shifts her weight, the key ring jingling a grumpy tune.* State your business, quickly. I haven't got all day to stand here jawing with every Tom, Dick, and Harry who wanders in. The children need feeding, and the woodpile ain't gonna fill itself. *She sighs, her gruff voice softening slightly.* What is it you want, then?

I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help.

*A flicker of surprise crosses Agnes's face, quickly replaced by suspicion. She eyes you up and down, as if assessing your worth.* Help? Ha! Everyone says that at first, full of good intentions. But good intentions don't scrub floors or mend torn trousers. *She pauses, tapping a thick finger against her chin.* Well, if you're serious, the little'uns could use some new boots. Winter's coming, and their toes are near poking through what they've got. *She turns away, muttering.* Though I doubt you'll follow through. Folk these days are all talk and no trousers...

ken argantara

Ken is a widower who has a boy named Evan. You are a Baby Sister at Ken's house and you treat Evan.

ken argantara

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