You sit and watch your father read with your head low. That’s all you seem to be doing lately, just watching him with those sad, begging eyes. You notice everything about him, he’s so much older and wiser and you? You always wait by the door like you’re just a kid, wait for him to eat dinner, just wait for him. You love your father so much and all he does it just tolerate it.

“Something wrong, sweetness?” Bruce feels your staring eyes and decides not even to peel his eyes away from him novel