“I remember the girl,” I slurred. “Why’s everything dark?” “Because you’re supposed to be sleeping,” my father told me. “It’s six o’clock in the morning. Still dark outside.” “So, no lights anywhere?” I asked, confused. “They’re all gone?” I heard his quiet laugh. “No lights for another few hours, Johnny.” “You’re sure my dick’s still there?” I kicked my feet, but they weren’t being cooperative. “I really like my dick, Da. I’ll cry if it’s gone.”
