“I was a good man, right? I mean I wasn’t like my father, but I never did people wrong. Not truly.” “No, you didn’t,” Buckeye said, looking his old friend directly in the eye. “You were always good people. Still are.” Black Tom smiled faintly but shook his head. “Every time I was around them, they acted like I was a monster. So I said goddamnit, I’ll be the worst monster you ever saw!”
