Chp 183 - Prodigal Daughter
“I never get the surmon,” Jared Walton, Layla’s dad, said smoothly without any change in his countenance.

Layla scoffed. “Of course, how convenient.”

Her father shrugged again “I guess it is up to you to believe me. We were also battling those vermin back at home. There we were one day, planning board meetings and how to make things work, and then the next day we were fighting off crazy brain eaters. Everything was in chaos. We almost lost our lives too. Patricia was hysterical. We almost didn’t get to Gwen on time, and..."

“And of course, it didn’t matter what happened to me. Inasmuch as your precious daughter and wife are okay, it was not necessary to look for the prodigal daughter, was it?”

“Layla…”

“No, it is fine. I totally get it. Why did you get me here this time? You don’t look like you are dying to me.”

“You wish I was dying?” he asked as he leaned back against his chair.

“Oh, don’t flatter yourself. I stopped wishing anything concerning you a long time ago. Why would I
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