Everyone was so shocked by Mom's words that they just stood there with their mouths hanging open.Even Edmund was scared stiff, his face as white as a sheet and shaking as he pushed our mom away."Mom, w-what are you saying? I'm Dad's kid, right?"When she heard that, Mom realized she had said something wrong.However, she was trapped. With crazy desperation, she grabbed onto Edmund's arm."My silly boy! Your real dad's a big shot with lots of money and power!"You were meant to live like a rich kid, but Harold, that poor excuse for a man, ruined it all for us!"Crash!A loud noise came from the door.Everyone looked over.There was my dad, Harold, standing in the doorway. No one knew how long he had been there.He was still in his faded work clothes, and his old shoes were caked with mud."W-what did you just say?"He stepped into the house, each step so heavy that it seemed to push even more air out of the already stuffy room.When Mom saw Dad, the wild look in her eyes
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