Then he wanted his own thing. You play the horses?
You know they either geld the horse with a knife or with chemicals. When your Daddy said no to me, I did him the chemical way. Gave your mother a taste.
Got the hook into her. Ahh, she doped up, real good and proper.
Hung herself with a wire, on Melnea Cass.
And you...
Running around the neighborhood looking for her.
Your daddy didn't have the heart to tell his son that he was looking for a suicide doper who was never coming home.
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