Page 432 of Fallout (Crank 3)


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That hate came from love

left to rot in my gut like roadkill

in summer. You know why

I ended up back in a cage?

Because I didn’t give

a half damn about anyone.

Rob ’em? Why not?

Rough ’em up? Hell, yeah.

Because it made me feel

in control. Never was,

though. What I couldn’t see

was that hate controlled me.

HE PAUSED THERE

And I thought he would stop

without telling me what I still

wanted to know. “You haven’t

answered my question.”

Because I’m not really sure.

I think it’s wrong that Dad

and Cora kept you from

knowing your roots. Just

wrong. I want to fix that if

I can. But I also want to see

Kristina again. Maybe I can

quit hating her then. At least

I’ll have a chance to tell her

what the last fifteen years

have done to me. I was dead

inside. And then I saw you.

A piece of me, so full of life.

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