“Only to have that crazy motherfucking kid jump on me and try to shove my own underpants in my mouth.” Jameson tips his head back and laughs out loud. “There’s more,” I stammer. “That’s not even the worst part.” Jameson is laughing hard now. “They take me inside. She sends that child to his room, and then she goes to get ice, and then another kid comes out.” I picture his face, and my eyes widen. “This kid . . . is fucking evil, man, I’m telling you.”
