My son for the first time in his life said to me
Don’t sleep in my bed! Go back to your bed
Yalla!
I was devastated
The shouting disease full on in him
He has been so far given only this inheritance
It’s true it’s all my fault
I am viscous stone cold blood sucking female
I have given my son the sweet kind gentle kissing loving boy the inheritance of meanness
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