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After a moment, Rosie walks over, taking a seat beside him on
the bed, careful not to crease the duvet. She smiles, trying her best
to lighten the mood. "Hey - your dad's a puppet of the patriarchy
and your sister spent all of dinner arguing for the death penalty," she
recalls, smiling wanly. "6hy wouldn't you think I'd get along with
them?"
