Denial The Bear didn't buy store supplies. He bought clothes, toiletries and a couple of music tapes. After a night and a half a day's worry that he was kidnapped or something worse, it looks like he just up and left. Taking his step-mom's credit card, the weekends deposit, and I think, my soul. I guess that fairy-tale, dreams-come-true feeling was only meant as a temporary loan type thing, with the tearing apart of my life and the mutilation of my heart as payment. I haven't been able to tell the kids. I just keep saying that we don't know where he is or what happened, and the sad thing is, I don't know where he is or what happened.
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