The Day My Son Gave Me Poison

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nd her up

later, my ho

ust five minutes

"Izzy, I

. "Your business. My family has co

laybook. Her f

ily's help, Izzy. My b

Lia

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ted arriving at m

nsive scotch.

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still saw me as someone

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darted to

o

lanky, wearing the uniform

s pale, his

front of me, b

omething I ne

. On the sidewalk. I

ce breaking. "Dad, pleas

a flush of anger. Th

p," I said,

is face. "Julian... he's awful to Mom. To me. We'

The irony

d face. He was a good actor

t work, No

ed arou

door. "That young man is not to be al

Noah's wails ec

was faster now. This desperate, orches