It’s been three years. The tragedy involved with my father’s death exposed so many people and so many things. My mother, oldest sister, and the twins were allegedly at the center. Those of us who cared about my father didn’t know he was terminally ill except those who were “allegedly” at the center.
He shouldn’t have died this way. I miss him.
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