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Miracles #1


He had to come up with something. Anthony cradled his brother to his shoulder. His tiny hands traced the toddler's sweaty forehead.

Somehow, someway, Anthony had to make a miracle happen.

Upstairs he could hear the sounds of laughter and violent, needy, sobbing. His Father and his friends were going to town on some young ladies.

Anthony couldn't quite understand what was happening, all he knew was his brother, his hunger, the darkness of the cupboard.

"Wake up."

"I'm tired..."

"You're getting hotter."


"Yeah, the fever?"

"It won't hurt if I sleep?"

"Then sleep, I'll take care of them."

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    D.M. over 9 years ago

    Waiting in suspense!

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