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“You stole… food?”
Her voice broke completely. “I had no choice. There was no other way.”
She lived on the outskirts of town with her son George, who was 53 and disabled. He couldn’t walk anymore. Couldn’t work. Couldn’t do much of anything except wait for his mother to come home every day.
“I had no choice. There was no other way.”
“I take care of him,” Gigi revealed. “It’s just the two of us. Ever since my Paul passed, it’s always been that way.”
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