"She wants you to be happy." Freddie looked at Shane with a solemn expression and continued, “Perhaps I don't understand your world. But I’m sure that you, as a twelve-year-old, have the same wishes as my eight-year-old self. I don't wish for you to live a meaningless life. Do you really want to live a life where everyone is constantly afraid of you?”
"That’s none of your business." Shane frowned.
He did not care what anyone had to say about his life choices. He was a stubborn man, and decided that no one had the right to judge him, let alone an eight-year-old child who knew nothing about life.
"Then what about Sheryl? Does it not involve her as well? I know that when she was growing up, all she ever wanted was a father.”
"Did you learn to spout such nonsense from Nathan?”