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DIVIDE: a novel
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Ongoing, First published Nov 04, 2019
"You disappoint me Darlene. Why can't you just be like your brothers?" Was a statement I had heard one too many times from dad. We were a wealthy family and had everything we could ever need at our disposal but none of that gave me satisfaction. It was over dad's dead body that any of his children left promising careers to chase music. That's why dad and I always went from one vendetta to another, because music was my life. Dad didn't trust my judgement on anything. On career choices and even on boys. 
Even though we had everything we could ever need and dad's businesses were doing  fine, dad was a gambler. It didn't take long for him to become a poker addict.
 He went for a poker game one night and everything changed. If only he could have known that one game, just that game would change our entire lives forever.
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