“His child was now officially smarter than he was, and he didn’t like it.”
“There wasn’t an official rule book that he knew of, but he was pretty sure a guy didn’t bend his best damn friend over the kitchen table.”
“I didn’t mean now,” he protested. “I’m not going to raise the child. I’m having enough trouble with Rachel.”
“I fell,” he repeated for the hundredth time. “But you didn’t fall very far,” Mary Sarojini now said. “No, I didn’t fall very far,” he agreed. “So what’s all the fuss about?” the child inquired.”
“Worst parent on the planet. All he knew how to do was bark orders and walk away. He didn't understand that his daughter was smarter than that, that she wasn't a dog.”
“That does not mean he is smarter than I am. I mean, can he draw a cat ?”