By David C. Daoust They were in the newly rebuilt upper offices of the Bram Family Nursing Home. It was a conference room, usually used primarily for business. Today, however, it had been commandeered by the actual Bram family. Most of the family, that is. “Of course, I didn’t!” his youngest son, Dylan, protested….
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By David C. Daoust Eduardo Bram was not born a wealthy man. In truth, he was born anything but. There were times, when he was young, he would awake in the night, just like any boy, rich or poor, wander out into the kitchen for water, flick on the light- that boy found himself…
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