It’s not often a conversation with my children stops me in my tracks, but this one still troubles me for reasons I’m not sure I can fully articulate. But I’ll try.
I was at the dinner table with my two youngest, an unopened Amazon package sitting on the sideboard. The chat went like this:
Younger child: ‘Whose Amazon parcel is that, mum?’
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