Mark shook his head quickly at Glibt's last question. "I'm not apologising to him over the internet. I've spent too much time in the past year and a half apologising to my kids through a computer screen." Which really, did say something about his behaviour over the past few months. "When he's ready to see me, I'll apologise." He wondered if Marijuana already had.
Mark scrubbed his hands over his face. "Sometimes he acts so much like a kid; the awe with the simplest things in the world wand everything. Then the next day he's telling us he wants to date a boy." He looked over at Glibt from the corner of his eye. "For the record, I'd be having the exact some 'fuck no' reaction if he'd brought home a woman Bret's age. Actually, I probably would have had Jamie find me an assassin..."
That admission probably wasn't going to help his case at all. Mark made a grumbling sort of noise underneath his breath and frowned.