"Who says I have?" he mutters into the pillow, bitter and wry. He's got enough hate to go around. But again, it's complicated.

"You're right, my brother is family, which also means he should've known better than to go behind my back like that. As for Janet, she made my daughters lie to me about them being together. Colleen admitted it. I mean, c'mon, that's just low."

He heaves a sigh, feeling strangely-- unburdened. At least a little bit.

As she shifts, he tugs the covers more snugly around them and slips his arm back around her. For a moment he lays there, watching her, her eyes closed, her face and hair pale in the dimness.