“Reginald lives with me full time!” he shouted back at me, throwing his hands up. “And I have never asked you to provide a single caterpillar in child support for him. No, because I dig up all the critters myself. Every day. So don’t act all high and mighty with me, baby!” “And I appreciate you doing that,” I begrudgingly shouted back. “You know I hate getting my nails dirty.” “I do know that.” Planting his hands on his hips, Gerard nodded stiffly. “That’s why I never ask you to do it.” “And for financing our babies,” I said, still half-shouting, even though I could feel the fight leave my
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