“I’m so glad my Mom’s letting me go out tonight. ’ ‘You have seen him? Exactement. No work that offered was at all of the quality she had vaguely postulated for herself. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. The door leading to the front of the house was stealthily opening. My foster mom works there as a second job. It felt wonderful and golden to bask in the sunlight of their approval, even if their approval was fickle and dangerous. The moral right of the author has been asserted. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. Her sister had told him that it was true. Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse.
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