Typical. Tino would bitch and moan and sulk and have nothing of any real substance to say when confronted about it. Some days she couldn't help but feel that she had dodged a bullet by not marrying him in the end.
She nodded as Tino went to get his jacket and provided what little input the boys required to keep themselves entertained on a night like this while she waited for him to come back, pointedly ignoring the couples walking happily hand in hand behind their children.