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My Brother Arrested Me At Thanksgiving Dinner

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decision. It was Clare’s.

I reached up and pulled the button from my shirt, dropping the micro-camera into the fireplace. I removed the earpiece and crushed it under my heel.

Silence. No more voices in my head. Just me and my father.

“We’re going to fix this,” I said, my voice firm. I walked over and knelt in front of him, taking his trembling hands in continue reading …

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