Page 210 of Fallout (Crank 3)


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their mouths are full, then venture,

“So, Dad. Tell me how you met Mom.”

HE MANAGES NOT TO CHOKE

But just barely. Kortni shoots

evil eye arrows. Touché, bitch.

Well, uh …, he beer-sputters.

You know how we met, right?

“Haven’t a clue. Neither of you

has ever really talked about it.”

Why does he need to discuss this

now? Kortni tries to interfere.

I look her dead in the eye. “This is not

your business. I want to know.”

S’all right, slurs Dad. Why not?

This is as good a time as any.

Remember I tol’ you ’bout my old

buddy Trey? Well, he was married

to your mom at the time, and they

had a little girl. Autumn. Pretty thing.

I used to take care of her while

Kristina worked. After Trey moved

out, of course. Always kind of felt

bad about her coming between us.

“Wait!” Hunter, me, Donald, David …

“Are you saying Mom has another daughter?

And what do you mean, ‘coming

between us’? Coming between who?”

Me and Trey. See, I was just

supposed to stay a few days.

But God. It was a bottomless

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