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Delinquents

Delinquents

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Sep 9, 2015
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The Merre kids are a nightmare. Dustin being 17 needs to set the example for his younger sisters. Instead, parting, fighting and smoking is in the prime light. Dustin loves his sisters dearly but when his addiction to drugs and alcohol becomes more than a fun past time his love disintegrates McKenzie is you average 15 year old filled with more sass than the world can handle. With her crazy ideas that the clothes she wears to be almost non-existent and running away with her older boyfriend becomes a hobbie. Oh I almost forgot to mention the tattoo and piercings. Finialy it is the youngest, Ashlyn. At 12 she is wise beyond her years. With her best friends being the brother and sister and her panic attacks more frequent she can't help but look for something to take the pain away
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