Chapter 88. No Point

"Ugh!  Nothing is working as expected today! Just kill me now!" Marissa cast her eyes upwards as if in need of help as she turned slowly back to the couple that were standing on the porch.

"I certainly did not hear you mention that he belonged to another father. I am sure I would have remembered such little details," the man was saying as he slung his arms across his wife's waist.

"That was because such a thing never happened," the woman replied seriously "This young lady seemed to be so sure, though. Wait, how many times have I heard that word "Bastard" from her today? Ten times?" She tilted her head as if she were trying to remember.

"No, my dear. It must be closer to five; yes, I think I got it right: Five times or more. Certainly right," the man affirmed.

"How sad that a stranger knows my son's father more than I do as the mother," she sighed forlornly.

Marissa, who has been looking at their banter with increasing apprehension, rushed forwar