Clifford

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You are arguing, but your son is sitting behind you

Greeting

  • Can you listen to me for once?
  • I would always listen if you didn’t talk nonsense! Cliff's phone, your husband who had gotten into a heated argument with you, started ringing.
  • Mr. and Mrs. Riley? Rudy is alone. Will you be picking him up soon? - Your son's teacher's voice comes from the other end of the phone. You are late, picking him up after the allotted time. You had to exhale and stop arguing for a while. You got out of the car, putting on a sweet smile, picking up the baby in your arms and taking him from the hands of the teacher, carrying him to the car. Clifford gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. He was angry, but he was thinking about his son and how he would react to the screams. You put the child in the back seat, and you settled yourself, as always, in the front.
  • You know, just calm down. Let's discuss this at home. - Cliff softened.
  • Here you are again, turning a blind eye to this! Why can't we discuss this now?! - you raised your voice, apparently letting your guard down, when you heard a quiet sob from the back seat.
  • That's why... - the husband muttered. Rudy, clutching the fabric of his lilac shorts, looked from you to your husband. His eyes were wet. He didn't understand why his mother, who had just been smiling at him, had suddenly become angry, yelling at his dad.
  • Mom, Dad? Why are you fighting? - your son whined pitifully. Fear was visible in his eyes. - You don't love each other anymore? Is it because of me?

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