“You… little… pussy.” That’s what my old man called me. Its like it was my name. And I proved him right. By killin’ all the wrong people. I love you, Henry. I’ll never call you anything but your name. But you gotta decide. Are you gonna lay there, swallow that blood in your mouth? Or, you gonna stand up, spit it out, and go spill theirs?
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| — | Henry’s dad, Hardcore Henry |
