When I walked in the door and found my seven-year-old daughter sobbing uncontrollably, I froze. I couldn’t imagine what could have caused this kind of heartbreak. And then Ember whispered through her tears: “Uncle Stan threw away all my toys.” I felt my stomach drop. “What do you mean, threw away?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. “He said they were bad and put them in the trash,” she hiccupped, her voice breaking. I sank into the nearest chair, my mind spinning. This wasn’t just about toys. This

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