I learned to kill a man one cold December morning in 1972.
Bobby Trask is only 12 years old and is already buried so deeply into an abusive life, matching his father mar his mother Maggie's gorgeous face, and terrorizing him since the moment he was conceived. A hatred brimming within his eyes, as night after night he comes home later and later, the scent of booze on his lips always intensifying. Standing up for a girl, Sissy Caldwell from a well know bully seemed to be the striking point in Bobby's life, as he lands a black eye, one his father was infuriated by. Determined to turn him into a man, he drags his son deep into the woods one icy morning, bringing along the beloved golden retriever Sam, where he is gutted and lain out in front of Bobby. It's that moment something breaks in him, and he utters I hate you! to his father for the first time, shocking them both. After pulling the trigger on Sam, Dom, his father falls into an abandoned well, becoming gravely injured and stuck. But help would never arrive from his haunted son.
But like the calm before a storm, the stillness didn't last.
Returning home, he watches the beautiful transformation of his mother, the petrified soul blossoming into one filled with smiles and gleeful laughter, unaware of her dying husband a few hundred feet away. Bobby seemed relentless to share that secret, leaving him buried for 4 days before returning to the scene of the crime, taking this secret in stride, while his mother never batted and eye or asked about the mysterious disappearance. This was the lesson he learned...
He'd taught me to fear something I loved...