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" I feel terrible. You're so terrible to me." I'm just teaching you, but I have to know what you're feeling when you suck me. You like it, don't you." Chuck, I'm so confused. I-I'll say anything." She surrendered. Hope failed. "If you wouldn't be so terrible..." How am I terrible? You're my mother. I love you." No, no Chuck. You force me. You bend every word. Y-you h-hit me." Dad hit both of us, but it was for our own good." No, never. H-he was a brute." Dorothy suddenly rose and grabbed her son's shoulders. "Don't be a brute Chuck, not to anyone. Not to me, please." You're a liar." No. Go ahead, hit me. I don't care anymore. Nothing you do can make me believe your father was anything but evil."Chuck paused. Her words echoed within him as if they were the first words he had ever heard her speak. Their conviction was pure. Slowly he spread a smile across his face."Fine."Dorothy watched her son. On his face two images wrestled, the boy's father, and her own. They faded and in their.

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