Chapter 119

After reading the letter several times, Scotty had torn through the second letter—the one in which Vanessa had basically told him to fuck himself.

"Phonso, how is she? Where is she?"

"Oh, you suddenly care now? I told you not to hurt that girl and you did it anyway!"

"I …" Scotty closed his eyes and then he ran his fingers through hair that had grown long again. "I know. I know, Phonso!"

"Scotty, what do you want? You were probably right to do it, okay, because you are truly not worth that girl."

Scotty was quiet. "I didn't know about the baby when I sent that letter. Phonso … is she okay?"

Phonso sighed. His brother wasn't a bad person. Just stupid.

"I have no idea. Vanessa moved to New York."

Scotty's eyes popped open. "What--?"