“Ricky?” Harper said while looking at his son in disbelief. She had a hurt expression on her face after her own son talked back to her, which had never happened before.
“What? Can’t you guys see that he is not comfortable calling another woman his mom? Why would you f*rce him all the time?” He asked Harper and she stood up with a hard expression on her face and she was about to scold Ricky, but dad grabbed her hand.
“He is right, Harp. Just let him be.” Dad said, and I looked at him gratefully while Harper just glared at him before she started crying and stormed out of the living room. If he hadn't stopped her, I would have.
Dad let out a sigh after Harper left and we both turned to face him.
“She will calm down, dad. Don’t worry about her.” Ricky tried to reassure him and dad nodded
