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"Jacquelyn Zoraida will be your name. Now to put these male clothes in the wash. Here is your new clothes. You will be expected to take good care of them. Now let me see your hair. It looks to be all tangled and needing to be trimmed.
Sean, why don't you run along and see to your duties?" Bridget suggested.

"Yes, dear. I'll be back to escort Jacquelyn to the girls' wagon and I'll let them know as well." Sean chuckled as he went out the door.

"Now then, how old are you and when is your birthday? Turn about." Bridget had the brush and comb ready.
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