Jasmine Yale laughed.
Yet Joe Heath was quite hurt.
He only said one sentence, while Chale Cheney said so many more.
"Uncle Heath, you can go home now. The baby wants to be alone with Jasy."
Saying so, Chale Cheney held on to Jasmine Yale's neck.
As if declaring his ownership.
"You're just using me to get to your own ends," Joe Heath complained, "Such a little tyrant."
He had even mastered the principle of making use of things and people for his own gain.
All his efforts on him had been in vain.
Despite the fact that he had spent the whole day playing with the kid and hadn't accomplished anything else.
"Thank you," Jasmine Yale said to Joe Heath.
"Why are you thanking me," Joe Heath wasn't pleased. Should she be using such a word with him?
"Uncle Heath, see you tomorrow, you should go home now," called Chale Cheney.
"Alright, your uncle is leaving, you need to be good."
"Okay," Chale Cheney crisply agreed.
