”Sure, that’d be nice I suppose.. She’s never been with people her age though. She doesn’t care to interact..” He trailed off, hands moving behind his back as he paused to ponder over the thought of his ill-willed daughter that tore the limbs off Barbie dolls and watched horror movies to go to sleep. “Really? That’s shitty, man, I’m sorry.”
“Mine doesn’t, either. Her mum has fucked her up, if I’m honest with ya.” It was true enough. His ex-wife had been the devil in guise as a beautiful woman. His daughter was vile but also easy to manipulate. Maybe he’d blamed it too much on her mother, but Jasper had grown up with such intentions. “Eh, don’t worry ‘bout it.”
