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Five years later...
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"I told you to give me back my toy!" I heard one of my kids scream.
"They are at it again," Keila commented.
I sighed before I even turned around. I didn't need to ask what happened. I already knew.
"Varleen, stop angering your sister and give back her toy," I exclaimed tiredly.
My brothers and I used to fight, but not like this. My two eldest act like they are enemies instead of family.
"She doesn't want to share, Mom!" Varleen complained.
"That's not true!" Arlia puffed her cheeks. "I wanted to give you another one because that wolf is my favorite!"
Geez.
They have tons of toys, but they always want the one the other has.
"Varleen, you have the same wolf," I sighed. "You all have the same things becau
