Woke up to my daughter in our bed between my wife and I, inches from my face. She whispers “Dada, Dada,” and I think, how sweet. Then her brutal razorblade fingernails latch into my cheek and nostril as she continues chanting my name and I flashback to scenes of ritual sacrifice
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No wonder she is trying to stop you. 6 - 10 kids ???
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10 or more is my wife’s goal.
End of conversation
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Ah, so the core of a clan.
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