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I thought we raised him well.

You did! You did!

*huddling at her feet*

You did!

Obviously I didn't.

You are the best mother anyone could hope to have.

Me being stupid is my fault. and I'm done with it!

*shakes her head looking away*

Please, Mom. *in tears* I'll do anything. Please, don't think poorly of yourself. I can change, I won't drink anymore. I can make you happy again. I can make this better.

None of its your fault.

I want you to take me to meet the people who are getting you this drink.

Okay. Whenever you want. It's Gordie's brother, he buys them for us.

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Right. Then this will stop.

Yes. It will.

Good!

I promise!

You'd better because I can go worse than just grounding.

I know, Mom. And I hope you do if you think I need it.

I love you.

I love you to, but it doesn't stop me being upset by you.

*nods*
I know. I'll do anything to make it up to you.

Then don't ever do this again.

Even the best raised kids do stupid shit sometimes.

*looks at him sadly*

Snake, he's just a child. He shouldn't be getting drink, he's got a good home, people who love him. Why?

*looks down, so upset*

What did I do?

Kids do that kind of shit. Snake put his arm around her. It's part of growing up.

Least it wasn't something that bad and he outed himself before things got too bad. Right?

*closes her eyes and leans against him*

No, it's not a drink here and there. He think's he has a drinking problem. I didn't even notice.

Kids are good at hiding it. Like I said could be worse. Could be drugs, gangs, all kinds of worse bullshit. Drinking's pretty easy to tangle with.

But it'll be for the rest of his life.

People stop drinking all the time. Should be more worried about who's buying the shit for him. That's the problem.

What happened?

My 17 year old son thinks he's an alcoholic.

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