Chapter 61

“Daddy!” Noah exclaimed unhappily, patting my chest, trying to get my attention. “Hooooh! Daddy?”

Each time Noah banged my chest, sharp pains shot through it.

“Wiley, what is it?” Mama asked after a long minute, suddenly concerned. “You know you’re not supposed to be crying. You’re just upset about Papaw. We all are, sweetie.”

“Why can’t you ever listen to me, Mama?” I asked, feeling miserable and angry. “I know what happened because I was there. But you weren’t there, and you wouldn’t listen when I tried to tell you afterward, so don’t stand there now and say it never happened. How the hell would you know?”

“But—”

“Daddy!”

“If somebody ever did something like that to Noah, I’d go after that bastard and blow his fucking brains out. But you just stand there and say it never happened because you don’t want to know. Well, good for you! Every time I tell the truth, you tell me how awful I am. For once in your life, why can’t you listen to me?”