From my WIP...
Punk told me once, told me everything. We were under the Funny Tree, just me and him lying on our backs bullshitting about this and that and all of a sudden, Punk props himself up on one elbow and looks over at me real serious, says he’s got something to tell me he never told anybody ever. Next thing I know, he’s dishing out horror like it’s the weather report, talking in this weird monotone about getting punched and belted and burned with cigs and what his old man does to him sometimes late at night when the bottle’s empty and lights are out.
I listen. Almost puke once, glad I don’t. When it's over, we stare at each other a long minute. Then, I sit up, pat his shoulder and tell him I’ll kill the motherfucker if he wants me to.
He tosses me this strange little smile and says, “It’s okay, Tuck. I got a plan about that.”
“What plan?”
“Patience, grasshopper,” he says. “You’ll read about it one day in the funny papers.”
This is great. What's your work-in-progress about? Awesome use of indirect dialogue and great directly rendered dialogue too!