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“Da car!” Maddox Denton, his father, said, frohting

All of his life he had done as he was told He’d followed orders without a fight Everything he had done, he’d done it knowing he was a Denton The moment Betty took her life, he’d been ashamed What none of his family kneas that he couldn’t take care of Martha He couldn’t look at his daughter without being swauilt The pain wasin the botto

He stared at his father For once he no longer saw a force to be reckoned with, someone to respect He saw nobody

“Fuck you” With that, hehis father and his brother behind

“Da hi this to yourself, son It’s not good for you or for the Denton name”

“The Denton naet fucked in the ass for all I care, Maddox I’ his back on his fa a Denton had never done, he kept on walking He didn’t stop, and even as he felt the linored it

It wasn’t long before he cut off across a neighborhood and finally lost his family behind

His cell phone started buzzing, and if it had been anyone else but Charlotte, his nored it, thrown the cell phone away He couldn’t do that to his mother

He pressed answer and placed the cell phone beside his ear “Hey, Mom,” he said

“What’s going on, Damian?” she asked, worry evident in her voice

“I’m done I can’t do this anyht his, and stared across the street but didn’t see anything at all There was nothing to be seen “I killed her, Mom”

“No, honey, you didn’t You had nothing to do with Betty’s death We had been to the doctor, and she was struggling”

“I should have been there It doesn’t matter anymore I’m done”

“What about Martha, Damian?”

“Will you take care of her for ether, and then I’ll be back for her”