texts: But honey, I thought you told me your Uncle Pooch raped you when you were thirteen.
labels: That's true. Uncle Pooch wasn't really an uncle. He was a business partner of my daddy's? And my mama never knew anything about him and me. That's for damn sure. His real name was something kind of European, like Pucinski. But everyone just called him Pooch. He came around the house sometimes when Daddy was away. I always figured he was sweet on mama, so when he cornered me one afternoon, I was surprised more than a little.