I actually like it that you value your family’s feelings,” she gave me a reassuring smile letting me know we were cool.“Thanks for understanding...Meg,” I said as we continued with the drive. “I was seven when my mother was killed at six pm on her way from work. She was a teacher and had been working late grading papers. She had called two hours before telling my dad that she was gonna be home late. I remember having a sinking feeling in my gut and right there I knew that something was wrong. At. . “It’d be better to have them do hard labor for life. Or even to scrub toilets, wipe the asses of invalids, mop up puke, scrape gum off the sidewalks, take customer service phone calls, do all the most horrible things, you know. That’d be a real deterrent.”He wasn’t convinced. Flattened his lips. Shook his head. He answered back, in his glissando, nasal voice, his Boston accent strong, “But then you gotta house them, feed them, and the taxpayer is on the hook.”“Not if you get value from them,”. More

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