I’m gonna get you, daddy’s boy little freak.
– My parents are dead, you fuck!
– Enough!
Is that true?
– Good cop, bad cop…
– That you’re a daddy’s boy?
Primer on David Aames Senior.
My father wasn’t built for the 21st century.
He never went to McDonald’s, not once.
He never watched television, and yet…
His biggest magazine is still the TV Digest.
He and my mother threw the grandest parties of the literary world.
Jumped out of airplanes.
He sought adventure.
His autobiography is the manual… for every cutthroat publisher in New York City.
It’s called Defending the Kingdom.
I’ve read it. Page 1, 27:
‘David Jr. was a delight as a child.’
Did I miss something here?
Was that all he wrote about you?
Even in death, the human body still remains active.
Hair and fingernails continue to grow.
New cells are produced…
And the brain itself holds a small electrical charge…
That takes months to dissipate.
