Chapter 108

“Like you have some say in the matter,” she retorted. “You act like if you just squeeze your butt cheeks together hard enough, the poor thing will live another day.”

I frowned.

She took a drag on her vape pen.

“By the way,” I said, looking across the table at Mama, “I would like to know who sicced a Catholic priest on me at two in the frickin’ morning. Bastard’s lucky I didn’t castrate him and send him back to the rectory with his balls in a sack.”

“Don’t look at me,” Mama said.

“He marched into Tony’s room and started in on me. Don’t tell me you didn’t call him.”

“Wiley, I don’t even know where the church is here. How am I going to call someone?”

“Someone did.”

“Well, that someone wasn’t me. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, but you’re in a mood!”

“I’m just upset.”