"Ethanol?" The wheels were turning. If the older Ed was still looking at the teenager, he'd be able to tell that he got to the right conclusion just by looking at his face.

His eyes widened. He didn't want to accept that. He wouldn't have resorted to that, so that had to mean that the adult wouldn't either, right?

Right?!

The flood of emotions was hard to handle right now. It was a hurricane of horror, anger, and disgust. The worst part of what he had heard was that the older Ed had used the past tense.

"You killed her?!" And he was just going to stroll on out there and do it again?!