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– At least you’re of some use, Mr. Twigson, – I grin mentally, and I push the girl down to the floor and quickly hide the vials in a medical box with a coded lock. When there are fifty-three inquisitive little dwarves in the house, you have to lock up absolutely everything, especially medicines and sweets.

– Now go to Jeanne,” I pushed the little girl to the door. – Change into that beautiful pink dress, okay? And re-tie your hair.

She immediately smiles and scurries out the door.

I mentally count to ten and go back to the couch to pick up the trash and hide the first aid kit in the topmost drawer. I lock it too.

I need to exhale-I’ve been on my feet since six in the morning, and it’s no exaggeration to say that I haven’t sat down once in all that time. First Jeanne and I fiddled with the cupcake dough for today’s charity fair, then we dressed, scratched, and washed all the little goons, then we decorated the counters, did the “trade” and ran around with fliers and balloons so that no visitor would leave empty-handed.