He is convinced that I have littered the world with spawns, and am not taking care of them. We are over that little thing though, right. I mean, it was really her fault.
I know, but here I am, I graduated from college, I teach for fuck's sake, and I'm still the asshole, and you returned to saintly status. You know my speech is designed to combat all those tears and mushy stuff. Why is it that all women like that mushy stuff?
They might. I think Elena can win anyone over. I can hear Dad now. She's a little young isn't she? Is she pregnant?