I hung my head. Blood dripped from my fist onto the brown rug. “You have a fight in you. It’s still unspent.” I looked at his reflection in the mirror that was unscathed. Animal crossed his arms in front of his vast chest. I spread my hands wide and put them behind my neck and then dragged them down my face. “He never has to face me. He will never face me.” I wiped at my nose with my wrist. “He will.” Animal turned his head.
