“You ever think maybe she did that shit, held you down, because she knew you’d feel indebted?” His eyes squinted as if he were thinking before he shrugged. “Shit, maybe she did. I never thought about it like that. I could’ve died though, so I don’t know.” “Yeah, but she would win either way. If you lived, you would always feel like you owed her some shit, and if you died, everything you owned would be left to the baby she had for you, which would essentially be her shit.”
