"I knew it!" cried Henry. Dad shouted, "You what?" just then.
Not until San Diego, I immediately reassured them. "We were just—" "Before San Diego, we were—"
"Fucking?" Henry gave a useful suggestion, drawing Dad's stern gaze.
"Yes. We had just... I felt a sharp ache in my chest. I can still see how she looked when I leaned in to kiss her. My fangs were stuck in her soft lips. My lips was clapped by her laughing. "And I was a jerk, as you both know. I reassured them, "But she gave it back just as nice. "And it got worse in San Diego. Fuck." I paused before reaching for the resignation letter. "Really, she resigned?"
Dad nodded while hiding his face. When he felt the most, he exhibited the least emotion, which had always been his superpower throughout my life.
He used my nickname to lighten his tone and said, "This is why we have the workplace fraternization policy, Ben. I assumed you were capable of something greater.
