Terrence let out a long sigh when it was all done, though he wondered why he had mentioned the eyes that he had seen in the woods. He had all but forgotten them. The important thing was for Glenn to realize that Bridgette was his wife, and that he would handle her as he saw fit. It felt cathartic to have laid all this out on the table, to have dispelled Glenn’s illusions about Bridgette. Let him get over her already; Terrence knew that he had gotten over her a long time ago—despite the fact that he was now effectively chained to her for life, or for as a long as he remained in Ohio.
“Let me get this straight, Terrence: You’re telling me that you hit Bridgette tonight?”