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I’m trying to teach you responsibility, he said eventually, breaking the silence. I stared at the two car seats behind him, at Abby’s tiny fist waving in frustration, at Talia’s face going red and furious. Which one should I stop buying diapers for then, I asked. He gripped the wheel tighter. Don’t twist my words, he said. I didn’t, I told him. I continue reading …
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