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Chatper Twenty-Three: Pool-Side
JACKSON I was pretty sure that this summer would go down in my personal history book as the worst summer ever. We were short staffed at work, so I had been asked to pick up extra hours. Since we needed the money, I had agreed, and was putting in fifty and sixty hours some weeks. On top of that I was trying to study for the entrance exams, and on top of THAT, somebody had to look after Katie. With school out for the summer, Katie had nowhere to go during the day. Our mother would just pop another pill or five and ignore her, and if her bastard of a father was home, he’d tease and provoke her into tantrums. It was up to me to make sure that she was dressed and fed and bathed every day, and whenever possible, I took her out of the house so that she could do something besides sit on the
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