Living with an alcoholic man was not easy for my mother or me either. My earliest Memory of fighting between the two of them, my mom and bio father, is at the biological age of four; developmentally though I was about the mental development of a two year old the year being 1973 while we were making the last move to Alaska through Canada from California. I can remember an argument which occurred when my mom fought and won to drive us to the border into Canada between the United states and... An Untold Story: Seancharles Hidden Secret...revealed!
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