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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