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And it’s going to get ugly. Are you prepared for that?”
“I’m prepared to protect my son.”
“Good. That’s what matters. I’ll be in touch about the hearing.”
When I got home from work that evening, Todd was with a babysitter I’d hired—a kind woman named Marie who came recommended by a colleague. Todd liked her. She didn’t make him scrub floors or take his continue reading …
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