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Jayden' s music and my mom

as heavier th

I found my mom try

his chair, the whiskey bottle

ars, was carefully, quietly, tryi

so badly she cou

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he was goin

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wide with a terror so pro

voice a fragile, broken thing.

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iece of paper

arted

sgust and despair, but she

he destroyed the evidence

nt, my father' s e

as drunk as

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l smile touc

in hell with