“Aren’t you ever going to get over that?” she asked, and he heard the exasperation in her voice. “It was five years ago, Barry, grow up.”

“You are the one who needs to grow up. You are making a fool of yourself Heather. You’re a grown-arse woman walking around behaving like a five-year-old. Actually, no, even Abby acts more mature than you do. I’ve had it up to here with your fucking games. You kept my daughter from me for five years then dumped her on my doorstep. Then ...