death of child

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In the throes of abuse, innocence is forever lost.

My sister and I were standing in the kitchen prepping for dinner when my husband's cell phone rang. He answered and almost immediately, we heard him shout. I, of course, raced out of the kitchen to find out what was wrong. He held up a finger, indicating I should wait before peppering him with questions as I have a tendency to do.  Read More »

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