“Unfortunately, my father was a lot like Jeb’s had been. My sister used to swear that before our mom died, he was different. There had been some good still left in him. The fact that he worked as a floor-manager for Eldritch Furniture hadn’t helped matters… I made it back home with Junior and his buddy hot on my trail and there was my dad, sitting there in his ugly faux-leather recliner with the phone to his ear and he had this look on his face… The look of utter disappointment. Georgie Junior came barging in and I begged him to help me and that’s when my father grabbed me by the arm and shoved me towards them and he said, ‘Get this faggot out of my house.’”
I unconsciously muttered, “God…”
Mikey glanced back at me once more and said, “I tried him. Said every prayer I knew while I was lying there, tied up in that flatbed with a burlap sack over my head. And you know what? Considering what happened next, he just might’ve been listening… When we arrived at the Eldritch family estate, I could hear Sam screaming and even immediately afterwards, I couldn’t tell you what happened next. All I know is they pulled that sack off my head and I heard Sam scream and then suddenly it was Georgie Junior that was screaming. The tip of his nose was missing and blood was spraying from his face and that’s when I realized what was between my teeth.”
