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copy: It's not his *fault.* I know you're going to want to, but you can't blame him. He really has no idea how it happened. I kept trying to come up with excuses I could *say* to mom that would keep her calm when she found out what **happened,** but the more I tried, the more I could see none of them would work. He was going to get her wrath and there was nothing I could *say* to prevent it.

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title: I've never seen a more beautiful brandy glass filled with wine.

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