Chapter 61

He didn’t disconnect, because he knew he needed to do this his way. A few minutes into the rant, he let go of his thigh, feeling the throb of the abused flesh as it gave him strength.

Dad had to breathe occasionally, so when he did the next time, Mark said, “Dad, I’m sorry you never loved me, because I loved you, as a little boy. Mom, I loved you too, but I don’t have any positive feelings left for you guys, and I have to let you guys go.”

Dad growled. “I will jump into the car and—"

“No. You won’t because I’m a cop, and if you come anywhere near me and my town, my boss, the sheriff, will kick your ass out and I’ll get a restraining order. I’ll find a way to get you a permanent record, do you understand? So you guys stay right where you are, and try to be happy. Bye, Mom and Dad.” Mark disconnected the call.

The phone slid from his hand to the passenger’s seat, and he sat there, heart trying to crawl up from his chest through his throat, gasping for breath.