"Fine, you explain to her tomorrow morning why her daddy's only gonna see her every other weekend during supervised visits." He growled - she acted like he didn't ever help take care of Kesi, like the little girl was strictly Cassie's responsibility. "I gave up everything that I knew for you Cassie. I get paid $8 an hour to play resident slave in a noisey, hot, grungy factory, because no one else will hire me. For you. I don't go out with my friends anymore, I don't hardly drink, I smoke less than you do nowadays, I haven't touched drugs in months... And I slip up once, and everything's over." -- .: Kato and Cassandra's Place :.

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Date Posted: 01:43:36 08/16/03 Sat
Author: Kato
Subject: "Fine, you explain to her tomorrow morning why her daddy's only gonna see her every other weekend during supervised visits." He growled - she acted like he didn't ever help take care of Kesi, like the little girl was strictly Cassie's responsibility. "I gave up everything that I knew for you Cassie. I get paid $8 an hour to play resident slave in a noisey, hot, grungy factory, because no one else will hire me. For you. I don't go out with my friends anymore, I don't hardly drink, I smoke less than you do nowadays, I haven't touched drugs in months... And I slip up once, and everything's over."
In reply to: Cassie 's message, "The clock kept ticking from One a.m. then Two...." on 22:14:11 08/15/03 Fri

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Once again, he was making her for real like the bad person, like she alone was going to ruin their daughters life. She hated this attitude, hated feeling like she had fucked up his whole life. "Fine, you know what? Come back here, move back in, you can see Kesi whenever you want, I don't care." But walls had been drawn up, her heart had been taken from him, back into her protective grasp. (NT) -- Cassie, 01:47:07 08/16/03 Sat

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