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- Mm-hmm.- A typical spoiled child
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that grew into a spoiled man.
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I know Vicky regretted marrying him.
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And why would you say that?
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Vicky's business
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is on the ground floor of our brownstone.
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I still live in the top two floors with the kids.
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I would see her every day, you know, singing a little tune
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or gazing fondly at some new bauble he had gotten her.
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Then lately, there was less
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singing and more crying.
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Monday, she told me she