“That’s the problem with men,” she said, pointing the gun in his direction. “Y’all muthafuckas don’t listen. You’re all selfish… every last one of you. You always take everything you can. Easton’s father was just like that. He sold me a dream. I allowed him to fill my young ass mind with sweet nothings and in return, he left me when I ended up pregnant. He left me to go through that by myself.
