Now wash your hands

My sister Megan picked Amy up from nursery and took her to the supermarket café for dinner.

“Right then” Megan said “let’s go to the toilet and wash your hands”.

Amy suddenly burst into tears.

“What’s wrong?” asked Megan, concerned.

“I don’t want to wash my hands in the toilet; I want to wash my hands in the sink.”

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