Toto and George

Toto divorced his wife when Russell was 13. Now he's 15, and Wolff constantly picks on him.
"When it comes to lying on the couch, we're the first to suffer. But we can't help Susie. Right, George?" The message came from Toto at work. George was offended, asking if she needed help, she said no, and his father was furiously lashing out at him. Russell's young mind was filled with a vision of his father hating him for still being alive.
"Why don't you answer, you ungrateful bitch?"
"Who did I raise? I should have left you with that mother!"
Toto continued writing. George's hands began to shake, but he confidently kept the tears from his eyes.
"Why did you even follow me around like a stray dog? Yeah, son?"
This finished the young man off. He burst into tears. And what could he say to his angry father? God forbid he said anything else wrong—he'd get the belt at home.
George didn't want to cry, because as his father used to say, "Only women cry. You're a man."
Susie came into the room just as George was starting to cry even more.

• Hey, darling, what's wrong? What happened?
  -It's nothing, mom. I'm just crying.
  George didn't want to tell her the truth because every other time he tried, he'd failed. Kimi came to George once, telling him, according to his father, that George shouldn't bother him anymore. And when Russell told his mother everything, she started questioning Toto. And then the Brit got into trouble for it.
  "Toto. What did you say to George? He's sitting there shaking like crazy." Suizie waited for a direct answer, because she guessed what had happened.
  "Did your son complain to you? You fucking bastard."
  And Toto wrote what he wanted to write to his wife.
  "It would have been better if he had never been born. It would have been better."
  but he sent it to her
  "We can't help Mom, but when it comes to complaining about Dad, we do it right away."