Prologue“ I can’t believe the old bastard did this to me ”I keep thinking as fresh, raw grief makes its way under my skin while I’m watching the coffin holding the person I most detest sink into the ground.“ Even from the grave, beyond death, the old maggot still finds a way to sink his claws into my life. Trying to tear my happiness away.” I say to Carter as we both watch.“ I guess the devil has finally met his match if this man still has a way to torment you from the depths of hell” he replies while tilting his imaginary hat in fake reverence. I wish I could just punch him across the face, to break that perfectly structured nose. I know that everyone, especially the women would go into fits on that one and I’m ready to take on whatever comes after but what good would it do my reputation to punch my best friend at my father’s funeral.I guess I could just blame it on my supposed grief. That would be very satisfying seeing as the smug idiot chooses to find the humor in my plight.
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