"…was designed to protect his heart, to bind me and bribe me to stay with him no matter what. He was giving everything he had."

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I shifted in my chair as Dad waited for a response. He seemed determined, his resolve unwavering. This would take tact. Prudence. Possibly Milk Duds. “Are you psychotic?” I asked, realizing my plan to charm and bribe him if need be flew out the window the minute I opened my mouth.

— Darynda Jones