Starscream Accusations…

The accusation was not verbalized but it was clear,

“Mommy, I can’t find my Starscream transformer anywhere!”

Hmmm, mind racing, chest compressed by stress and a lump in my throat is accumulating as I try to determine if Starscream was a victim of my efficient but secret system of toy management:

Did he fall within one of the categories of Fit for donation, Junk or Broken during my last sweep?

“Did you look everywhere?” I asked.


“Let me help you look”

And we did, through every basket,  and all the while I was mentally marking my next victims….

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