“I’m not stupid,” Tadhg replied, voice deathly cold. “And I’m not Joey.” He stepped closer, pressing the tip of the knife that bit closer. “I won’t stop because Shannon says so.” My heart broke. He was eleven years old and this was what they had turned him into. I was praying for him to kill our father, to finish this off. What the hell did that make me?
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