"And smack your idiot son over the head with it?" she replied with a dark edge, because she meant every word. Jack was far from a child and had to act like a goddamned grown up, and own up to his actions and his words instead of blaming them on his Mama and Daddy like a child. "I agree, I'll just go change into my spandex catsuit so I can sneak around like a vigilante..." She uncorked the bottle between her thighs. "Is it loaded? I could shoot him in the foot..."
Abi really had had enough of the Hemingways and their inability to effectively communicate. She wouldn't put up with anymore crap excuses from either of them, taking the situation and the consequences into her own capable hands. "If you want a sip of this, you have to earn it. Tell me what Jack said, exactly."