“You think I give a shit?” Teddy laughed cruelly. “I never wanted to see your face, boy. I still don’t, so what makes you think that I would want to see anything that came off ya?” “My heart’s bleeding,” Joey drawled sarcastically. “You’ll be bleeding alright, when I get my hands on ya.” “Jesus Christ, Teddy,” Dad snapped, running his hand through his hair. “That’s your boy you’re talking to.”
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