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He ain't heavy, Beth, he's my brother. Alec.

 took him all over to many peditricians, and they never knew how to handle him.

some gave me stink eyes, thinkin' I'm a bad mother.

a lot of that was from targeting, it got around.

do they even know, You walking out one door in the house,

and Dave walking out the other one, and who's the one who turned around.

I think I was going to meet a guy, can't remember.

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  1. his mom hated, and don't call her grandma, hated watching them too. we stayed at their house just after kids birth, but no, I just go back to the worn apartment and do my own thing. She couldn't understand that about you, Sheri, nobody could.

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  2. it's simple really, a place to call my own.

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  3. I debated with Dave over what love means, reading James Carver might have had a lot to do with it.

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  4. didn't know it til I had my kids plus Deoge. Why is the fucking hell Sheri would any decent human want to take that away from you??

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  5. not just your own, Sheri, many. Kids. never did hug them though, it wouldn't have been right.

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