That afternoon, Jennifer and I went to the county jail to see Liam.When a corrections officer brought Liam into the visitation room, I barely recognized him.In just two weeks, Liam had wasted away. His cheekbones jutted sharply from his gaunt face. His eyes were sunken deep into their sockets.“Jen… Dave…” His voice was hoarse and ragged.“I was wrong. I was so wrong. I didn’t know he was my son.“If I’d known, I would’ve rather died than lay a finger on him!”I stared at him coldly. My voice was devoid of emotion as I said, “You are still making excuses, Liam.“You didn’t know he was your son, so that made it all right to torture and kill him? When you forced me to kneel and call myself an animal, Teddy was dying right at your feet.“Before he died, he was in so much pain he couldn’t even cry anymore. Yet, you wouldn’t even give him the pill that could’ve saved his life.”“Stop… Please, stop, Dave!” Liam wailed and clapped his hands over his ears.“Every night when I close
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