Laurel
He laughs humorlessly. “Your f*****g father had to go and die. Though when you were born I decided you would be perfect to destroy him with once you were old enough.”
He leans back in the chair. “Did you know that you had an uncle? He was two years younger than your father. One night, they were coming home from the park riding their bikes. My father was driving home from a party. A celebration of a big account he landed. His business wasn’t huge but it was growing. He’d had a few too many and he hit them. Your uncle didn’t make it. Corley had to go and testify that my father had gotten out and stumbled around before getting back in his car and leaving the scene. Dad went to prison, his business floundered. My mother divorced him out of shame and then she got entangled with Hank Ya
