“Yes, I am. I decided to call since you can't call your father.”
“Here he goes again. Guilt tripping me.” Shawn said, palming his face.
“I am not. How is Tiffany?”
“She is fine. She just went upstairs to her room.”
“And where are you?”
“In the sitting room.”
“You are so unromantic, boy.”
“What do...