Chapter 96 He Was Scared

• "Don't fucking give me that," he spat through gritted teeth. "You know I love him, but that bastard is his father, and he's got responsibilities he's completely ignoring!" he hissed. "What the fuck happened today?"
• "He came home, uncharacteristically eager to take his son to the park. So," she shrugged, "I let him."
• "We're in a heatwave," Theodore pointed out impatiently. "I know that! Hannah and Dad told me you said to keep QJ indoors as much as possible. I told Quinn to have QJ back in a half-hour, max. Give me some fucking credit, Theodore, but Quinn wanted to take his son out." Her tone implied Theodore should have been impressed. "Then, when a couple of hours passed, and they hadn't returned, I thought maybe he'd taken QJ for ice-cream or something. Turned a whole new leaf - with his son, at least." She snorted.