She stopped. "At one time in my life, you were my favorite person. And you gave me a fish. A fish that lived 14 years and heard every secret I had and listened to me cry when Grandma June died and when I missed Uncle Walker. That fish was here for me when all I wanted was you, so yes, I named him Curley."
His heart hammered. Emotions like a knife stabbed into his chest, penetrating deep in his heart.
She walked into her room and shut the door. He slid his back against the wall until his ass hit the floor. That was the last thing he'd expected her to say.
Faye spent most of her time angry with him. If he wasn't fighting with her, he fought with his feelings for her.
He banged the back of his head against the wall. One fucking mistake, and he was going to pay for the rest of his life.
If he could change places with Walker and give Faye her uncle back, he would in a heartbeat.
Living in hell couldn't be that much different than living in a cell.