Charlotte
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The estate agent led the way through the four storey town house, outlining the cornice work and the large bay windows and harping on about how the area had gone through a period of gentrification. But I was too busy visualizing this place once I'd required the correct licensing, and employed staff that I could trust. I hoped the demons that once existed between these walls would be exorcised by giving boys and girls, just like my father, a better chance at life. The walls were peeling, there was no central heating system and the place would need modernization throughout, but I'd been gifted a vast sum of money and I knew I had to do this.
My father had been beaten by his foster mother, sexually abused by various older children living with him, and made to sle
