“Hi, Mom. (Devyn)It’s the other parental unit. Not as pretty or as fierce as your mother, but loving nonetheless. (Syn)”

“Hi, Mom…Yes, I know my heart rate’s dangerously elevated. That sound? I’m being shot at, Ma. Gotta go now. Love you much. Hugs and kisses. (Devyn)”

“I want to know about my mom. And other stuff. I want to know the whole story, good or bad.”“Me, too,” said Gazzy. “I want to find my parents so I can tell’m what total scuzzes they are. Like, ‘Hi, mom and dad, you’re such scum!”

“Did you see a doctor? (Syn)Yeah. It’ll heal. (Cruel)Did your mom say anything? (Syn)Clean the blood out of the carpet before it sets. What could she say? Better me than her. (Cruel)”

“The truth is, every son raised by a single mom is pretty much born married. I don't know, but until your mom dies it seems like all the other women in your life can never be more than just your mistress.”

“That was the Liam Stewart way of saying, Hi, darlin', missed you something fierce.”