[s2e10] Mississippi Rule Page

Neon pink light bleeds through heavy cigar smoke. Bass from a distant track rattles the liquor bottles on the shelf.

(Voice shaking)I did everything they told me to do, Clifford. I smiled. I danced. I built a whole world out of glitter just to hide the bruises. [S2E10] Mississippi Rule

UNCLE CLIFFORD sits at the bar, counting cash with razor-sharp precision. Neon pink light bleeds through heavy cigar smoke