My Fascination with the Amish Mafia

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Three nights ago, I awoke to four words that portend nothing good in the family’s future. They came from sweet little Zoe, who stood by the side of my bed, staring at me through the dark with those big, four-year-old eyes. “Daddy,” she said, “I threw up.” The bug quickly made the rounds through the [Read More...]