The week Amphitrite had spent in the hospital Poseidon had been home with Benth. Unknowingly his daughter had struck a deal with Vidicon. Once Poseidon had a clear head again he'd actually pat her on the back. she had guts, he admired it. If his kids were spineless he'd have disowned them and ignored them. Even the sunspot had determination which was the only reason he had anything to do with her.
He'd had a cab take him home that afternoon. His hands were starting to shake. Office work that usually took a few hours was an all day thing as his concentration had gone out the window. He was tired more than he should be, and his mind made up things.
When he walked in the see Amphitrite on the couch, he had to pause and squint before approaching. "How'd you get here?" As of in his head she'd ran off and walked all the way back. She was huge. "Where the fuck did you go?"