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"Momma, where's my daddy?"
"He's dead."
Mamoru climbed up beside her and asked what was for dinner as if it were part of the same line of questioning. She reached across the bed for her bag and pulled out an apple for him.
"Why?" He asked.
"Because I don't get paid 'til two days after tomorrow and I don't want to spend anymore money on food unless it turns out Kazuke can't get those eggs from Ms. Ramos."
"No-Why's he dead?"
"Oh. Because a friend of mine bit through a very important part of his neck, the part that hurts when you get choked, so that he wouldn't be alive anymore."
"Why?"
"Because he was a bad person and nobody wanted him alive anymore."
"Why?"
"Because he killed people." She tensed in anticipation of the next why.
"How many?" Mamoru asked.
She relaxed, "Six."
"Why?"
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