Chapter 19: It's Personal

"I was afraid you were gonna say that." I look down, wondering if I can go through this again. It's not like Uncle John's been a standup guy. The asshole did make several passes at me and I never told Aunt Kelly-there's no way I could break her heart with that kind of information. Thank God he was always too drunk to get any further than a forced kiss or a grab at my boob. Otherwise, I'm not sure I could have stopped him. The more I think about it, the more I don't want to help him at all. Maybe Aunt Kelly would be better off with him dead. He's never been a good husband and there's no telling how low he had to sink to meet a Demon in the first place or how long it's been going on. Which brings me to the million dollar question...

"How did he even get involved with a Demon, anyway?"

"It's hard to say," he says, leaning against the mantle. He scratches his forehead. "He's always been kind of a jerk."

"Well, duh-" I say with such disgust he instantly looks over to me.

"What?" He narr