Sometime ago, we noticed that several mosquitoes found their way into our rooms every day. It was quite disturbing but we could do little about it because the landlords, my almost 4-year-old twins would enter the room and leave the door ajar. Until they are reminded to keep the door shut, it is the least of their worries. We mentioned buying a mosquito repellant to spray the room in their presence but we could not actually get to do it – early enough. One evening, I returned from town and was welcome with a message from my son. He said, “ Mommy, I used the spray in your room and grandma beat me. She beat sister too (referring to his twin sister) so she is sleeping ”. Since I could not fully grasp the details, I asked my mother about what had really happened. She said, “Earlier this evening I noticed he was not in the room so I sent his sister to search for him. She left and also didn’t return. When I followed up, I realized that he had gone into your room and emptied the content of you
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