Chapter 28 - Gage
As Gage stared at the gun in his father's hand, Mario looked around at the furnishings and oddly-shaped toys with a mixture of wonder and disgust.
My gun's in my shoulder holster, Gage thought. There's no way for me to reach for it and aim before Papa plugs me.
“I knew you were a degenerate, Gage,” Mario sneered, “but minghia, I had no idea you'd gone to hell with yourself this much. This disgusting room, and all this...sick paraphernalia. I'm glad your mother didn't live to see this. She'd have died of shame.”
Gage suddenly became aware of the shopping bag bunched in his fist, and he saw that Mario's eyes were on it as well. Could Mario see what was inside it through the thin, crinkled blue plastic?
“What are you doing here, Papa?” Gage asked. “What's all this about
