“Who put their hands on you?” His voice is laced with a threatening energy. “Didn’t you hear the doctor? I don’t remember.” “Whether you remember or not, I promise to find whoever touched you and crush them before your eyes.” “I don’t need you to crush people for me. I can take care of myself.” I pause, unsure if that will give me away. But I hear the smile in his voice when he speaks. “Some things never change.”
