Rather than answer I focused on him mentioning mom and asked quietly.

"What about Mom? You're not going to... Ow!!"

"Goddamn!"

Doug had swung again, this time a vicious backhand slap that caught me square in the mouth. My head snapped around and I tasted blood.

"Don't you dare call her your mother!" he screamed. "You don't have a mother! Your real mother didn't want you Mark, know why? You ever do the math you piece of shit? Julia already had a restraining order against your father before she was pregnant with you; your father raped her Mark! That's how she ended up with you! Maybe that's why you're so...