“$h*! My Dad Says.” (That’s dead-on.)

“I’m tired of giving people options. I have been good, Dad. I have been a good guy. I do not deserve this. All my problems will go away when I find him, or Sebastian mans up and comes back.”

“Son, I know.”

“Exhale – finally someone sees me and hears me!!! Finally.”

Luckily, my father’s just a fixer and not in the mob. There would be a lot of faggots in ditches by now.

“It’s too bad, Dad – Sebastian’s gonna break both our hearts. Humiliate us both, again and again.”


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