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1 " going to throw a tarp down in the middle of the living room floor, and tear open a few boxes of cereal. That ought to tide them over until morning, right? They’re "
― Erica Chilson , Widow (Blended, #3)
2 " You have the freedom to be who you should be, not some man’s ego boost, not your children’s lifeline, not your parents’ keeper. You have the freedom to work anywhere you dream, date whomever you wish, experience anything you desire. I’m locked in now, Willow. T. R. A. P. P. E. D.” “You don’t like being a mother?” “Being a mother is who I was meant to be, Willow. I don’t regret a second of being a mother. My point is, that until you become a mother or take over the responsibilities of your family, you’re free. You have no debt: financial, familial, or emotional.” “Willow,” I say sharply to gain her attention. “Don’t shit on the freedom I’m giving you. "
3 " But no one is listening because we are too busy trying to figure out where we went wrong, how we broke our children. It’s like a sick joke: a Baptist minister, Fairport’s Chief of Police, and an elementary school teacher walk into a bar, no doubt looking for their wayward children, only to discover they are camped out in drug den- together. Our backgrounds just prove how drugs do not discriminate. No child is safe. No parent should be unaware. No matter how hard you try, drugs will infect your family, your schools, and your community like a cancer that can’t be cured. "