"S...s...shit.." uncle Ryan stammered. I suppressed my giggles as uncle Ryan looked terrified. Poor thing. "What the f**k? When...how?" dad roared. "Don't you hurt him Jacob!" aunt Molly cried and stood in front of him protectively. "Why would I hurt him? I'm just surprised. That twerp has been single for so long I thought he was gay and afraid to come out," dad said irritably. "Y...you aren't mad?" uncle Ryan asked. "No. I'm not mad. Come over here," dad said. "Nn...no," uncle Ryan said. He still looked scared. "Get your ass over here right now!" dad cried. "I don't wanna. You are gonna beat me up. I'm fine right where I am," uncle Ryan protested. "I'm not gonna do anything, I swear," dad smirked. I don't blame uncle Ryan. I kinda don't trust him either. Uncle Ryan sighed and c