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Closed Fists in Front of the Kids


Lots of people knew the beautiful family-

The Mours, that is.

  But they don't know what happens

when the teenage boy's stepfather

gets a little too drunk.

 

Big D will be fifteen beers into a bender

  when he starts to throw his wife around

  by her hair.

The only thing comparable to her weight against the wall

  was was weight of keeping 

  a family friend's secret.

They won't leave him.

Their greatest priortiy has become

maintaining appearances.

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