I'm telling you Ethan and Jack have some sort of organized conspiracy going on. They push me to my very limits with disrespect and disobedience and then pull something like this to bring me back to mush- That is how we ended up at the park today in the first place, not for good behavior but for bad- We had to ride bikes because I could not stand the fighting any longer. I'm reading my book trying to get a break from the constant drama only to look up and see this. "Yes, she's like putty in my hands," Ethan thinks. And he is right...
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