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"W-why... why are they fighting, Austin?" Amos whispered, moving closer to his brother underneath the covers. It was the third night he had slept in his brother's room, the noises of their parents fighting being too much. "Are... are they going to get a divorce?"
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"But, Austiiiin," Amos whined as he tugged at his older brother's shirt, "you said you would play this game with me!" He held up a board game with his free hand.
