The small crap just gets in the way. Dean considered that, chomping down on some of the eggs from the box.
"No one's ever got the full picture," Dean said. "Not till it's too late."
He chewed and swallowed. "If my dad knew even a half of the shit Sam and I had to face because of choices he and my mom made..." Dean shook his head. No. You did what you could with what you had.
"So how'd you hear about my dad? Or me and Sam, even?"