I wonder if she’ll let her living kids watch her kill their sibling. Party hats and such? Look, kids, your sibling is alive and I love him or her just exactly the way I loved you when you were conceived, but since I am the boss, I’ve decided we’ll never meet this one, so let’s sing Happy Not-ever Birthday together. Blow out the candle. Whoosh. Greatest. Abortion. Ever.
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