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I let out a relaxed sigh as I felt Harry's fingers slide down my side and then all the way back up to my chin where he then moved them to my hair.
Our afternoon had been a nightmare.
My Aunt Lisa had arrived at around 4:00 to pick up Mila, and the four year old pitched a fit when she had to leave.
I had never seen her have worse of a temper tantrum.
She screamed, cried, threw herself on the ground, and hit her hands against the floor.
As Aunt Lisa and I tried to calm her down, and Harry stood there watching until it was apparent he had enough and stepped in.
"Mila." He said in a firm voice. "I am giving you until I count to three to walk to the living room so we can have a chat before I have to get mean."
Mila just stared up and cried at him.
"One." He said in an even darker tone. "Two. Mila don't test my patience. Thr-"
She got up and ran to the living room when he took a step towards her and Harry looked at me and my Aunt before following her.
"We needed a Harry a long time ago." Aunt Lisa said under her breath as we went to the end of the hall to watch.
Harry sat down on the coffee table while Mila went to stand in front of him.
"The tantrum you are throwing is ridiculous. Do you know what that means?"
She shook her head no.
"It means that it is silly, and unnecessary. You are four years old. It is time for you to be a big girl and act how a big girl should act. I understand you want to stay with Emma and I, but Emma has school and you need someone who can stay home with you all day, and that's why you're going with your Aunt Lisa. Mila, you can't always get what you want. That may be mean but you won't always get your way, and that's just how it goes. So don't get upset about something you can't change, because it won't help at all."
Mila nodded and wiped at her tears.
"I sowwy." She sniffled.
"I know you are." He nodded and she then reached up her arms so Harry could hug her.
He picked her up and hugged her to him, Mila holding onto the back of his neck.
My Aunt Lisa smiled at me and when Harry set Mila down he turned around to look at us and I smiled at him.
Aunt Lisa then was able to take Mila and we walked them to the car, Harry carrying her bag for her.
Now we were here on the couch, trying to relax.
"I'm exhausted." I said into the quiet.
"Me too." He sighed. "I could use a nap."
"I don't even want to go to class tomorrow."
"I know but you need to. You've missed too much and if you don't start going your grades are going to go down."
"I just don't even care about classes anymore. I mean three months ago I was so excited for college I couldn't stand it, but now it's like I could care less."
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