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Our house was big enough to run around in. Your sister lounged around and acted like a zombie. I didn't ask any questions for it wasn't my place and just kept the children entertained and the baby looked after. Apparently, Claire refused breast milk making my life easier. The older two, Lea and Daniel, never stopped for a second, they always wanted to jump and play, and at five and six respectively, they refused to nap. The closest to calm was piling in your sister's room and reading "Narnia: The Magician's Nephew". The book, fairly long, kept them quietly still.
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