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One Day When I Was Fourteen, I Told Charlie That I Hated Mother. “don’t Hate Her, Jo,” He Told Me. “feel Sorry For Her. She’s Not Near As Smart As You. She Wasn’t Born With Your Compass, So She Wanders Around, Bumping Into All Sorts Of Walls. That’s Sad.” I Understood What He Meant, And It Made Me See Mother Differently. But Wasn’t There Some Sort Of Rule That Said Parents Had To Be Smarter Than Their Kids? It Didn’t Seem Fair.

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Decisions, They Shape Our Destiny.

My Husband, Andrius, Says That Evil Will Rule Until Good Men Or Women Choose To Act. I Believe Him. This Testimony Was Written To Create An Absolute Record, To Speak In A World Where Our Voices Have Been Extinguished. These Writing May Shock Or Horrify You, But That Is Not My Intention. It Is My Greatest Hope That The Pages In This Jar Stir Your Deepest Well Of Human Compassion. I Hope They Prompt You To Do Something, To Tell Somone. Only Then Can We Ensure That This Kind Of Evil Is Never Allowed To Repeat Itself.

Let Me Tell You Something 'bout These Rich Uptown Folk," Said Cokie. "they Got Everything That Money Can Buy, Their Bank Accounts Are Fat, But They Ain't Happy. They Ain't Ever Gone Be Happy. You Know Why? They Soul Broke. And Money Can't Fix That, No Sir.