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think a piece of paper makes you his mother? He is my blood.”
“Half,” I replied. “And the State of Ohio believes you are currently unsafe, so we are going to respect that.”
Melissa lunged toward Brandon. He flinched back, bumping the table and knocking a glass of water onto the floor.
I caught Melissa’s wrist.
“Touch him again and I call the police,” I continue reading …
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