There is no good way to end this story. Except maybe to say people are complicated.

The year is 1989. Demon is three years old, and lives on a farm with his mother, step father, twin brother, half brother and two step brothers. Life is good. Good in the way every three year old believes it to be. Then one summer day a calf escapes the fence. Somehow. Someway. The details of how the calf got free aren’t important. All you need to know is a calf escaped is on the loose and Demon, as well as his twin brother, had to make a mad run for safety. Picture this—two three-year-old blonde hair, blue-eyed boys running…