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“Tadhg, put down the knife,” Mam cried, moving slowly toward him. “Please, baby.” “Fuck you,” Tadhg shot back, never taking his eyes off our father. “Get. Off. My. Brother.” Do it, Tadhg, I silently prayed, make him stop forever.
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