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I never expected to be in this position so soon, saying goodbye to my son… Forcing a smile, I reminded myself that this wasn’t goodbye, really. Brandon was just going camping overnight in Chenango Park with his father, Kirk. Besides, … Continue reading →

“You know why you’re here, don’t you?” the man in the suit said, his expression friendly.  Brian looked at him with stony eyes, his right foot repeatedly kicking the table support, and didn’t answer. “We can’t have rioting and violence—” … Continue reading →