!!! *** WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIALS THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND DISTRESSING! SUCH AS VIOLENCE, GUNS, AND CHILD ENDANGERMENT! READER DISCRETION ADVISED! *** !!!
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Kieran's P.O.V.
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~ Ten years ago, Kieran Age: 8 ~
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"You promise to tell me if your uncle tries to get you to do anything illegal, right?" Dad asked as we pulled into Uncle Mal's long driveway.
I fought the urge to roll my eyes.
"Yeah, of course Dad," I replied, lying out of my a.ss.
"And you do know that gambling is illegal, right? The way that your uncle does it-"
"Yeah, Dad, trust me," I cut him off. "If Uncle Mal is still having poker nights, it's after I go to
