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Mary has been dead for three years. She doesn’t know that

Sammy has learned the alphabet, and likes to catch bugs. She

doesn’t know that Dean watches his little brother like a hawk

every minute, with an expression on his face that says he’s

willing to die to keep Sammy safe. She doesn’t know how it

tears me up inside to see that expression, and to know that

it’s there because I have drilled it into Dean that Sammy is

his responsibility. He’s eight years old, and I’ve told him his

brother’s life is in his hands. Mary, I didn’t have any right to

do that. But what else could I do?

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