Kione shut his eyes, apparently gearing himself up for the next part of his story.
I tried to do the same.
“Then, he said, ‘Get the boy’s smelly-ass foot out of your face, you stupid moron,’ then he looked at my foot and I think that’s the first time he saw it, I mean, really saw it. I always tried to keep my shoes on, especially around him. But he looked at my toes, then he looked at me. Know what I saw in his eyes, Mike?”
“Disgust, that’s what I saw. Pure, unadulterated disgust.”