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Nem-nem comes running to me.

Nem: Dad, [Mago] took a flashlight from me.

I pick her up.

Me: What did you do?
Nem: I did something mean. I said [scowls and yells] I! WANT! THAT! FLASHLIGHT!
Me: How are you going to fix that?
Nem: Um, hug.

She lowers herself out of my arms and runs off, calling her brother’s name.

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