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1994: A Glass Half Empty [Part 2]

Liam’s voice cut through the air, sharper now, as if he was done with the quiet interrogation. There was an urgency in his words, a need for something more than the half-hearted responses Duncan was offering. “You think just saying ‘I was working’ is enough?” he asked, his tone biting. “That’s supposed to explain why you were never there? Not for the birthdays, the holidays, not even when Mom was sick?”

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