I smiled and said, "Good evening, Dad." "You little dem-" he started, but stopped abruptly when Valerian started up the lawn behind me."May I please enter the house?"I pushed past him and entered our house for probably the last time, I said, before he could respond.I said, "Good evening, Mom," to her.Her nose continued to run, giving the impression that she had been crying.Her face was tightly pulled back, and she was dressed in a white T-shirt and Dad's gray sweatpants.What have you done to him, exactly?She inquired.I felt my father's scorching breath on the back of my neck as he looked down at Balrus after coming up from behind me."Is that blood I see running down the front of his shirt?" I ask.My mother gasped as soon as he asked.After entering the house, Valerian slammed the door a little louder than was necessary, took a seat, and did not attempt to interfere with the conversation.It appeared as though he was simultaneously acknowledging that this was a family affair and r
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