Sophie held up a stick figure drawing. “This is you. I don’t like you.”
“I don’t like you, either!” Emily frowned back.
The child tore the legs off the picture, and the teenage babysitter fell screaming as her thighs became the scarred stubs of an amputee.
“Do what I say, or your arms are next!”
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