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Ethan’s nose broke, blood splattering
everywhere. He sat in the dirt, stunned, staring
at me. Mark rushed to his side. I helped Peter
up, brushing the dirt off his clothes.
“Mom… you hit me…” Ethan whimpered, blood trickling down his chin. “For him… you hit
me “Tears welled in his eves
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“You were going to hit him with a rock! Are you
crazy?” I yelled.
My anger seemed to break him. He slumped, sobbing. “Mom… you’re my mom!… Come
back!”
Mark, regaining his composure, glared at Peter before helping Ethan up. “Come on, son. Let’s get you to a hospital.” They hurried away.
I checked on Peter, who shook his head. “Lily,
my… my father found me.”
