Let a palindrome inspire a story. Cain: a maniac.
Okay, by the definition, isn't this already not valid? And I just got a loving thump from my Cain and a "don't look and the punctuation."
Okay: FINE.
Now, to think of a story about Cain the Maniac... yeah, I've got nothing. I mean, I've seen him angry, but never to a level of maniac. I even asked if he's been a maniac and he just smiled. We're not discussing what he's thinking, just so you know.
OH! Okay... I had to ask Jefferey what the word meant. Well, I mean, what else it meant. I know the bad way. Well, I guess there really isn't a good way to use that word, is there? But, in a better way, I figured out how to tell a story about Cain the Maniac!
Jeb is getting married. Very soon. And Cain the Maniac - I think I'm gonna start calling him that, because I can - seems to think he's still eight annuals old and is freaking out because it's obvious that Kenna is going to be married tomorrow.
So, I get it now. He's nuts and my baby is growing up and, soon, Gods' willing, will have babies of his own to keep up the family title of Maniac.