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5-1: Strangetown, Strange Memories

Over four generations, the Belue family had learned exactly four things: First, that ladderless pools are far more lethal than electrocution. Second, that murder earns true love and hefty scholarships. Third, that love triangles are a pain in the ass … Continue reading

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4-12: The Bad Luck Birthday Strikes Back

Before we get on with the juicy, generation finale, we’re going to spend a little bit of time catching up with our current household. It is the eve of Elizabeth’s teenage birthday. Everything is already going wrong. “Have I ever … Continue reading

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4-11: John and Watson

Watson awoke early the next morning, stretched his arms far over his head, and wondered momentarily on the hopelessness of human existence before rolling his eyes at himself. Love leaves the brooders behind, and Watson, ever self competitive, strove desperately … Continue reading

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4-10: All There is to Know About Michelangelo

“No, no, no,” said Scarlett through her grilled cheese sandwich. Somewhere six feet under, Bridget Belue exploded into a flurry of mislead fury. Her dad’s prophecy fell apart somewhere inside Scarlett’s intestines, and somewhere six feet under, Bridget cried. Scarlett … Continue reading

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4-9: Can I Get Get Get (To Know You Better)

Nature’s bells hold a calming quality, but to a certain man begrudgingly attached to his computer, the cliche failed inside the gust of an icicle breeze. Still Watson trudged on. He had much to think about, and his house lacked … Continue reading

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4-7: Fatherhood

Before Young Watson’s fingers could even brush the doorknob, Malix threw open the front door and drenched his son with enough rain and darkness to turn the Mojave Desert into a rainforest. “Christ, Dad,” said Young Watson, words still slurred. … Continue reading

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4-6: When Life Hands You Lemons, Make Vodka

Young Watson bit his lip. The teapot whistled, Scarlett’s boyfriend hissed, and a low growl shook the house more than a gorilla who has skipped breakfast. He thought, a bit too late, that perhaps the kitchen wasn’t the best place … Continue reading

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