Incommunicado

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CHAPTER 2 Now about Rex and me Guess you could say we’ve pretty much been on our own for a long time Fact is I can’t remember much about our father except just noise Rex remembers more being older He remembers getting clobbered and yelled at and bullied Rex told me one night these men in uniform came cops I guess and all of a sudden poof our old man just wasn’t there anymore Ever If Mom’s had enough to drink and you really bug her about it she’ll let a few clues slip that bum what a rat ruint us all I loved that jerk After a few years I stopped asking about him and I think we all just forgot there ever was a father jerk or no 9