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Forgive Us Our Sins

She’d known all along she was doing wrong, and she hated herself as much as she hated him. He’d made it so easy for her to do. She’d decided. He was going to confess, to her. They were going to confess together.

She confronted him, “O’Grady! You know what you did; to me, to all of us. See what you turned me into!”

“Silly Noodle. Trix are for kids.”

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