In response, Renee’s midget-ass husband yelped. “You wanna call her a bitch again?” I asked. “N-no.” “Apologize for that shit.” “I’m-I’m sorry.” “No, say, ‘I’m sorry for calling Renee a bitch, because I’m the bitch.’” He frowned. “What?” I sighed and looked at Rell. “I guess his ass can’t hear now. Wanna help him out?”
