"1950s down where I'm from, really wasn't far from your time." Bobby had no delusions about that. "Although that's rough. Pit like that. Never had that." Of course anyone would grow numb to it all under those circumstances. Bobby got it. "Think most families are messed up though. Maybe mine was a bit more broken."

The kind of mess that almost seemed doomed to happen around them. Bobby finally freed the coffin and then opened it up, turning his head aside to avoid the first wave of death coming out. "Ugh. Really?"