Say goodbye to your mom.” Scottie pauses, then keeps going.“Scottie.”“Bye!” she yells. I grab her arm. I could yell at her for wanting to leave, but I don’t. She pulls her arm out of my grasp. I look up to see if anyone is watching us, because I don’t think you’re supposed to aggressively hold children these days. Gone are the days of spanking, threats, and sugar. Now there are therapies, antidepressants, and Spend.

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