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  • Each holding a kazoo and her mom holding the cake grinning from ear to ear. Before I could protest, the wood-man was inside the house. Gary dictated what I wore, to whom I talked, even what toys I used.
  • After I spoke to him, I felt like this should have been something I spoke about all along as I do with my daughter. I am certain that if Gary could've gotten rid of my mother entirely, he would have. Needless to say, it was one of the best birthday presents I have ever given. He wondered what would happen if he received salacious texts, who he should tell, why kids would do such a thing.
  • Here, an excerpt from the book: Since birth, I had been Michelle Brechbill. They can have time to collect their thoughts and reply. She's perfectly capable of choosing. Jean Archive,

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