“He bit me!” little Anjola cried out.
“Tobi! How many times have I told you to stop this silly habit of yours? Now look what you’ve done. Tell your baby sister sorry before I slap your tiny mouth.”
“Sorry.”
By now, Tobi’s dentition was etched on Anjola’s skin. He cried.
—————few minutes later—————-
“Mummy, he bit me again!”
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