“He’s right. I couldn’t have him. And yes, I hated him. I still do.”
“Then what happened?”
“I became like Hulk, angry as hell, and beat the s**t out of him. Bloodied his face. Broke his jaw. Broke his collarbone. I was smaller than he was, but pulverized him and…”
“You stopped talking. Why?”
“Don’t tell me Uncle Cliff never told you this.”
“But I don’t know what you did. You tell me.”
“I’m sure Uncle Cliff told you, though. Isn’t that what lovers do? They tell dark family secrets to each other.”
He shakes his head. “He didn’t.”
“But the two of you are lovers, right? Don’t you tell each other everything?”
He nods. “We do. But he kept these details to himself.”
“Why didn’t he tell you what I did to Wally?”
“Because maybe at the time he was embarrassed of you.”
“Ouch. That stings.
