LISA
I stare at Charlie until he is out of sight. I find it rather kiddish when a grown up throws tantrums.
Harry is grinning when I turn back to face them.
"Poor you. You've just been dumped."
Bree glares at him and he purses his lips.
"Won't you go after him?" She asks me but I just shake my head.
"Why would I? We're going to talk once he cools down."
"Cools down? He is not going to cool down until he knows for a fact that he is the child's father." Willy says over his shoulder as he walks to fix the meal that Charlie left pending.
"I'm not even sure that he is the dad."
Harry snorts.
"That's what good girls do. They can't find their children's father."
"You could be the father for all I know, Harry, so get off your f*****g high horse."
"You really believe that I could lo
