I give you the plain, unadulterated truth. I get along with my Mom sometimes, Lucy. “I am sorry,” he said slowly. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly.
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