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			James and John nodded as they received their command so to speak. "We will ahve to work and earn money, for we have none and we do not wish to steal. might it be alright if we work in your shop to earn such money?" James said and John nodded in agreement but turned to start gathering up 1-3 boxes at a time, loading them in the closet. Both of them were strong, but John was stronger than his brother.
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</blockquote><br/>"Hmm," Morgan thought as he paused in his doorway, "I don't see why not.  I have a manager working downstairs right now.  Her name is Caroline or something of the such.  You should talk to her, as she actually sees to the day to day workings of the place.  I'm sure she could find...something you two are capable of."<br/><br/>Looking back at his waiting screen, from which he realized he'd left a couple of comments left unanswered on his blog, he shrugged and reached for the door.  "If she doesn't have something for you two, you'll have to venture out to find your own job, as I won't force her to make space for two people I just met.  it wouldn't be right, I'm sure you understand.  I am however, feeling quite generous at the moment," he continued, turning around with a sly grin on his face.  "I'll give you the first month to get o your collective feets, and after that I'll consider charging you rent if you decide to stay here.  Feel free to look for other places to call home, or you can take up my offer in a month.  We'll discuss rent then.  Until that happens," he chuckled as he turned, "I'll be taking my leave now."  He stepped in and shut the door, effectively ending the conversation.<br/><br/><blockquote class="bbCodeBlock bbCodeBlock--expandable bbCodeBlock--quote js-expandWatch" data-attributes="" data-quote="kikora" data-source="">
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			The mother simply shook her head at his comments, sighing softly. "My son has a social disorder." She said calmly, moving away from Teyha now, and the young girl took the chance to rub the sore spot on her arm. "When he was younger we thought he had ADHD, and put him of medication, but they only made him drowsy and lethargic. We tried cutting the dosage, but even half a pill just ruined who he was. The teacher liked him calmer, and she begged that Bradyn stay on the medication.... She even bribed the children into pestering him into taking it!"<br/>
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Teyha pressed her lips together for a moment, feeling a slight bit of aggravation at the one sided story. "Bradyn was out of control." She told Leon softly. "He broke things around the house, he acted out in school, but I'd cover for him because either way, I'd get punished... We all would."<br/>
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"That's enough!" Teyha's mom said sharply, frowning at the girl. "You acted out, you admitted to it then!"<br/>
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"Because it'd be ten hits if I just said I did it, but countless waiting for Bradyn to admit he did wrong!" Teyha snapped back. "Something broke, you didn't know who did it, and everyone was punished until someone confessed. That doesn't make the guilty party step forward, just the one with the lowest pain tolerance, who wants it to be over!"  <br/>
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"Hush now." The mother growled, and Teyha leaned back, closing her moth obediently. She glared at Teyha a moment more before turning her attention back to Leon. "Teyha is a manipulative little brat." She told him. "She's blamed everything on Bradyn. She wants something, we say no, and then suddenly she's attacked and calls the police, it's her way to get what she wants."<br/>
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"That's not true!" Teyha corrected desperately. "I tell them I need things to keep myself safe, and they refuse! Simple things... Like a door that closes and locks, since mine can just push open... A bathroom lock that works, since Bradyn broke it years ago... Curtains over the window...."<br/>
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"If we give you locks then you'll never come out!" The mother fought back, glowering. "You'd hide away in that damn room all day and all night!"
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</blockquote><br/>"Oy oy," Leon grumbled, scratching the top of his head.<i>It would be better to talk with this woman privately and gauge her reactions, but with Teyha setting her off at every step, it's proving difficult to figure out how to settle this.</i><br/><br/>"You truly seem to have a problem with both your children."  A thought occurred to Leon as he considered the two words "problem" and "children" in the same thought.  "It would seem, "he queried again, "that much of the problem you have is these two of yours having some sort of quarrel between them.  Have you considered seperating them for a limited time to see if a solution would arise in the provided space?"