silence speaks for me.
“I knew it! Christ, Patrick! What is your head
telling you? That little theatre you put on in the
pub yesterday? Going against her father? She’s
pregnant, Patrick!”
“Do you think I don’t know that? I’ve known
since the first day, Aaron. I’ve always known.”
“And you’re going on with this thing?”
“It’s not important to me that she’s pregnant.”
“God, Patrick, you’re a real asshole. I always
knew it, but I didn’t think it was this bad! But what
does your little head tell you, huh?”
“Aaron…” Rain interrupts.
“No, Rain. Don’t try to defend him like you
usually do!”
“Aaron—”
“He doesn’t have any excuses, Rain. And then,
Erin is your friend, shouldn’t you be worried about
her? Do you understand whose hands she’s fallen
into?”
“Aaron!” Rain jumps to her feet and sets her
hands down on the table. “You’re the one who
doesn’t understand! He doesn’t care about her
condition because he’s in love with her!” She
smiles.
Aaron looks first at me and then at her while I
respond to Rain’s smile with affection and
gratitude. Rain’s one in a million.
“What?” Aaron continues to be disbelieving and
shifts his gaze from me back to her.
