“I’ve come to see my son, Paul,” Daniel answered evenly. “I didn’t come to make trouble.”
“Where were you when he needed you? Ah yes, playing soldier.” He narrowed his eyes on Daniel. “I’m here. I’m the only father he knows and will ever know. There’s no room in his life for someone who drops in from time to time when he’s not out playing with his tanks.”
From the corner of my eye, I saw Daniel’s fist clench. I put a hand on his arm.
“Don’t,” I whispered. “It’s what he wants you to do.”
Paul grinned. “You might want to listen to your lady,” he sneered
“Why are you being so cruel?” Daniel whispered. “That’s my son. All I want is to see him. I won’t interfere with the two of you.” The baby blew a raspberry, catching Daniel’s attention. He reached out a hand to touch the child’s tiny ha
