“Wow, for a moment there, you almost convinced me. Really. I mean, if you care that much about the aftermath, why didn’t you give enough of a damn before the fact? ‘Cause let’s be real here for a moment, Azrael has been doing your job of being a dad a whole lot better than you have, and that’s saying something considering how much he fucked up too.”
It was a cruel comment, but that was no surprise coming from Chance’s son, and whether Teddy knew he was being cruel or not was another matter, but it didn’t change the fact there was some element of truth to it with regards to Azrael’s role in the whole mess.
“The way I see it, you don’t get to play judge, jury and executioner when you didn’t do a damn thing to stop it in the first place, and besides, my dad might have his faults, but at least he’s been there for me my whole life, and he and my mom have been doing great that whole time.”
“I tried but your grandmother wouldn’t allow anyone to touch the twins.” It was Chance more than Oona, really. Chance and her had been close when the boy had been just a child. “He went after Boo before any of us knew what he was capable of. I told her then that he needed to be dealt with. But she thought she could reason with him, get him to agree that family was off limits. But it didn’t stop him. Nothing stops him for long.”
He tried not to wince about the comment involving Azrael. He had tried to be around for the twins when they were growing up, had taken them often enough, but Chance only ever wanted to be around his mother and Oona followed his lead. It had made it hard, the added pain of knowing Britt wasn’t coming back to him again didn’t help either.
Tass’s hands clenched at his sides, the kid beginning to get under his skin. “You’re too damn much like him to understand,” he growled, not understanding why no one in the family seemed to be stepping in to keep the past from repeating itself.
“I know, but I don’t particularly mind that.” Not that he was opposed to being around Konis’ family but he didn’t mind her not wanting him there either. He was content to follow her lead, even if it meant moving at a glacial pace.
“Either you come or I make you come. Those are your options.” She was wearing the same expression she wore the day she smacked Epiales in the head with a frying pan, the one that said no was not an option.
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