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I took the family, plus a few, to see our therapist. I expected the session to be important, but I had no idea of what would follow. It appears that the eX has lied to the children persistently about almost everything, leaving the children very confused. The whole story was set before them, undeniable in a wealth of details. The quickly saw the truth that was spoken and realized the deceptions they had been given.
The stories I heard in exchange were incredible. The image of two men trying to persuade my daughter to testify that I was attempting to molest her, an insistence that she resisted for horrible hours while her mother sat by, refusing to intercede on her daughter behalf is enough to send a murderous rage through my spirit. If I needed any justification for killing, I think it has been accomplished.
This morning we had a call from a friend at the homeowners association. She told us that someone had been calling about the yard and that it seemed to be a typical case of harrassment. Apparently yard services pull that kind of trick frequently. She asked us if we wanted to press charges. The police will be by later to take a statement.
Despite the madness, we are still having fun. Onward and Upward.
Malinov

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