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Seeking the Scapegoat
“I swear to you it was all lies. I did not do what they said. I swear I didn’t.” The words came out as if squeezed out of a balloon held by a clown. The sound grated on her own ears, so she bit her lip. I could see the tears falling on the backs of her hands.
I understood completely. I said nothing. Rather, I got up and entered her pain.
Penni Elaine
Nov 95 min read
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