He smiled at the word 'nutcase'. It was true. But he liked it. Zinny wasn't afraid to be a little weird, and that was something he admired and hoped to see his daughter embrace. It was okay to be different, and he'd been telling her that for years, preparing her for the day when the mean girl shit started. It would. Quinn was beautiful and smart and loving. He had no doubt other girls would want to make her feel bad about herself out of jealousy over such things. That's why he tried to ensure she had good role models, her mother included. He wanted her to be inspired by women who were bold, confident, and able to stand on their own two feet no matter what came their way.
"Let's go for walk. You need to get away from all this. Just forget about the applications for a bit and take a walk with me." He thought she could use the fresh air. "Maybe we'll even find a tree to climb."