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It began with a Fidget Spinner of all things. I’d bought one for each of my kids as a treat, knowing that being the thing of the moment they would be delighted. But the next day, the delight turned to bitter disappointment. My seven-year-old had lost her Fidget Spinner at school, and upon being told that I had no intention of replacing it, she fell into a bit of a strop.

Her unhappiness was palpable. I tried to comfort her, but as the person who refused to make it better by replacing the missing Fidget Spinner, I was public enemy number one.

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