Questions and Lies
Once upon a time in a land far away called Huntsville Alabama, a man married a widow with two sons, aged seven and ten. The younger son, we’ll call him “Junior” to protect the guilty, was a charming, good-looking, intelligent, precocious little pita who was the apple of his mother’s eye. Junior dominated the household either as the center of attention or because he was in trouble, generally the latter. Trying to teach good manners, we insisted that ...
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