“What?”
“She tells me he loves her more than anyone. She’s got bruises all over her arms from where he’s shaken her and she tells me he loves her.” He spat to one side, as if the words had left a dirty taste in his mouth.
“I’m so sorry.”
“Yeah, me too. And that ain’t even the worst of it.”
“Do you wanna tell me?”
“Probably should.” He looked down and away. “You aren’t going to like it much.”
“Okay.”
“Nearly got married once before. Nice girl, waitress. Her name was Nina. We started living together, even talked about picking out a ring or something. It was cool. Then this one night I get a call, Dad’s dead. I dunno why I was surprised, but I was. I go to the hospital and I am all set to say my goodbyes and there is my mom, crying and sobbing. And I dunno why it set me off. Here I was
