(Click here for The Furies, Part 1: Spite.)
Ellie pulled up across the street from the box-like house they had lived in until their family fell apart, the house he now lived in alone. “Whatever happened to Candice?” she asked abruptly.
“What? Why are you asking about her? Jesus, what timing! What does she have to do with anything?”
“I liked her a lot. I think she was good for you, you know, helped to ease your anger. Seriously. Maybe you should call her.”
“She left me. End of story.” He shrugged. “I should never have let her disrespect me. I should have shown her who was boss. Dad would never have taken her shit. Sure, I taught her a few good lessons, but it wasn’t good enough. I just wasn’t strong enough to keep her.”
