Chapter Fifteen
About a Boy
When people start writing there is this idea that you have to get everything right first time, every sentence has to be perfect, every paragraph has to be perfect, every chapter has to be perfect, but what you're doing is not any kind of public show, until you're ready for it.
- Irvine Welsh
ETHAN
Tampa, Florida
Present Day
I could barely keep my f*****g food down. Not that I really wanted to anyway.
The lobster was dry, the macaroni was mealy and every bite I took was forced, practically shoveled down my throat to keep my fingers occupied. I couldn't help it. Every time I saw him, my fist felt an itch.
An itch that only his face could scratch.
I was the biggest masochist in the world. Because only a fool would dream of the day he would ruin his own ca
