EVELYN
“You let an imposter into my house! After what happened to my son the first time… does no one learn their lessons around here? Why would you let him in, just because Toby asked you to? My son is five!” I yelled at Tom.
“I’m sorry, ma. I thought… I’d asked him at first if you knew he was coming—”
“And what did he say?” I asked, because somehow I knew Arthur wouldn’t lie.
He shook his head. “He didn’t… he didn’t say anything.”
“Oh God…” I groaned, holding my head in my hands. “So why did you let him in still?”
“I’ve never seen Toby so intrigued to see someone, ma’am. I couldn’t hear what they were saying at first but when I got to them, they were hugging, and he dragged him into the house… calling him daddy. I just thought…”
“You’re so incompetent.” I spoke bitterly, not caring
