The Songbird
“Come on now.“, her sisters normally calm voice went up an octave.
“So what or how much do you need?“, she asked. Knowing this conversation was going to go around in circles for hours, and she wanted to sleep just so she could return to the hell hole tomorrow and pick things back up.
“Well, you see it isn’t that simple.“, Susie replied.
“Somehow with you it never is.“, she said.
“Aiden is sick, sis. Really sick.“, her sister began.
“How sick?“, she asked. Her nephew always seemed fine, and she had to believe her sister wouldn’t use him to play on her heartstrings, she loved the boy and would do anything for him. Her sister knew that she had money and had never said no to helping out her olde
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