“Do you have a good relationship with him?”
“I would say I do. When we do have time to spend together, he always makes sure I have a great time. What about your dad?”
“What about him?” I’m not in the mood to talk about that bastard.
“Do you have a good relationship with him?”
“No.” Well shit, if I had known my question was going to lead to Cin asking about my father, I would’ve surely avoided it.
“Just no?”
“Yeah.”
“What about your mother?”
“She’s a gold digging whore. My father is a pathetic spineless bitch with a manipulative father. Ricky got out before he could be tainted. Now drop it. I don’t want to talk about them.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“No.”
“Before your brother died, were you planning on going to college?”
“Of course. What rich kid in his prime wouldn’t want the opportunity to attend fraternity parties and fuck his way through the hundreds of girls on campus?”
“Typical.”
“Hey, you asked. It’s not my fault if you don’t like the answer.”
“What major did you want to study?”
“Fuck if I know.”
“Did you plan on joining the family business?”
“Hell no.”
“Well, what were you going to do after college?”
“It’s stupid.”
“Don’t say that.”
“It’s true. It was a dumb dream.”
“No one’s dream is dumb. Tell me.”
“I wanted to play football professionally. It doesn’t matter now, though. I haven’t played for years and don’t have the heart for the game anymore.”
“What about minor league football? You could try that.”
“Drop it.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t have a future, and I don’t deserve one. I plan to die alone with a bottle of the strongest liquor at my side.”
“Stop punishing yourself. You act as if you drowned your brother yourself.”
