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"Isn't there a library in Las Cruces?" I asked. "A place where you wouldn't be disturbed by my son's cheerful little tune?"
"I don't know," Poppy moaned, still clinging to the whole "respect your elders" diatribe my father had been feeding her behind my back."OK." She released a smile. "Come on Londy," she called down to her brother who was still cowering on the sticky floor. "You can sit on my side."See the full content of this document
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Daddy Needs a Drink; Uhop, Ihop
I don't want to start a revolution but I'm tired of apologizing for my children's behavior when they've done nothing wrong. Let me explain. My kids and I had just been seated in an Internatio...
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