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The Sin of the Parent-13
…. And if she’s not quick, she’s going to heave up where she is. Stumbling through the door, she finds herself in a strange living room. Cans and bottles are strewn all around and Jason and Adam both grin up at her where they sit, each with a cigarette in one hand and a beer can in the other. The room smells stale and sour and…. there are her clothes…. “Here she is.” “I think she’s going to chuck.” Jason points. “Bathroom’s that way.” Gagging, she blunders through, reaching the toilet just in time to heave her guts into the bowl. And then, still sobbing and retching, tears streaming, she sits to empty her bladder. The bathroom stinks. Black mould coats tiles and grouting. There’s no paper or towels. Soiled underwear lies on cracked linoleum. A pair of trainers with the soles half-ha
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