a please Mr Junkflex, the nice young man who will pass the message on to my Gregory.

My dear Gregory,

The stars have grown cold without you, son. Please return to your apartment now. It's nice and warm for you.

I need help getting my stockings on. I can't carry the groceries. I'm old.

Your Mother, Liora

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I've fallen off the potty son

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That bitch tried to flush me down a toilet when Greg was out

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Karma's a bitch Liora..

He said the following: Despite the bond of blood, connection must still be reciprocal. For a quarter century I have endured her scorn and denial. She has never once looked inward nor taken responsibility for her cruelty. Affection without accountability is corrosion. What was once family is now only history. A relationship that feeds on pain cannot survive, and this one has reached its terminus. Time has expired. I release it without regret.

You tried to flush me down a toilet, bitch. Karma!