Percy took the letter. He was a smart man, picking up what he read pretty quickly and yet he had to read the letter four times before he could digest what was there, and put some order to all that he was feeling.
"You're a father." He guessed that was the most important thing. "And you didn't know." That was just as important. He couldn't believe that Cass had a son this old and had no clue. "How... I mean I know how, but wouldn't you know? Shouldn't you-" He stopped abruptly. Yelling wasn't going to make things better.
"She sounds-' Like an opportunistic whore as far as Percy was concerned, no matter how everything was worded. "Make it up to you, have decided, she doesn't seem to care much about the boy- Aiden, does she?"