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“I didn’t even feed my kids dinner for two days last week,” Roxanne said, sitting back with her arms crossed. She looked around the circle. “Oh, come on, they’re fourteen, twelve, and ten. There was food in the house. I just didn’t make it. They had to eat sandwiches and canned soup. Big deal. But they were being horrible brats about the food I was making, so I decided to make them think about what I do for them a little bit.”
“Okay, so in summary,” Roxanne said, allowing Addison to tear her eyes from Gabe and focus on the other woman, “all kids can be jerks sometimes, and we love them anyway, and we have to keep feeding them and brushing their hair, but we don’t have to always put up with their shit. And we don’t have to be sorry when we don’t.”

