“No one asked him to.”
After a quick glance at his uncle, Sean leaned forward and twisted a brass knob on the dashboard’s A.M. radio. Sean was no fan of twangy country music, but he hoped doubling the volume would serve as a hint to his uncle to change the subject.
“You know that his daddy . . .” Zed began, before taking a second to sigh and lean forward to drop the volume back down. “You know that his daddy left him and his mother when he was a youngun’. I’d think you could relate to that a bit.”
A scoffing gasp slid from Sean’s mouth. “That kid should stay away from me.”
“Come on,” the old man snarled with a rejecting wince and a shake of his head. “Why do you always have to s**t all over yourself like that?”
“Because it’s true!” Sean snapped. “What does that kid want out of me?”
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