Son Hayes never speaks of the scars on his back. The shotgun pellets left under his skin make for a sporadic pattern of blue-black dots. The men he works with take bets on how he got them. His brothers, Boy & Kid Hayes, don’t discuss it. His past, just like these scars, is never far behind him. This stands true for the memory of his father, a man that never bothered to give his children proper names. He left the three brothers, Son, Boy & Kid, when they were young. Their last impressions were of a violent drunk who never hesitated to put his own needs ahead of his family. The brothers were left to be raised by their mother, a hateful woman, who to this day blames her children for the life she’s been left with & the man she could not keep. Their father, having left the memory of his children as completely as he left their home, managed to move on & put his life back together. He sobered up, became a devout Christian, married a wonderful woman & fathered four new sons. All of who received proper names. His life became a model that most would aspire to, a man successful in business, community & family. His only true failing being the sons he turned his back on. At