My sister passed away during childbirth, so I took in her triplet sons—until their father came back and tried to take them from me.
“She’s gone, Joe. She didn’t survive the delivery. And you weren’t there. You weren’t there when she needed you. You weren’t there when she collapsed. You weren’t there when—”
“Where are my children?”
Diesel’s hands trembled—not …
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