"Well, he is our lovechild," Charlotte said, looking down at Bertie's big eyes and laughing. "Sometimes I put him in my purse. I've taken him to school a couple times. I feel like he'd get lonely at home."
She bent down and picked up Berti, putting him in her lap and feeding him some of her pork chop. "He's such a good little boy. I bet he'd like a bassinet. He's so spoiled already."
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