Seems that's what to expect from a 15 YO home schooled on the ranch by cult members. Scared of the entire world. Thinks uncle Donald is sent from above. Angry at people he has never met. Fueled by the daily dose of kool-aid that his daddy lets him have. But his dad tells him its coffee. How's he to know the difference?
Little does he know what difficult times are to come. Like when its time to ween him off and he doesn't get fed whenever he says "bitty mummy".
