Jules sat down, slowly. He listened, stone-faced, as Vincent spoke. But as soon as Vincent mentioned how he didn’t have anyone to turn to, his patience snapped and he ended up scoffing, “You had no one to turn to!”
“You think of us now, when your body’s falling apart?” Jules’s voice rose, strained. “You left Mom with seven babies, Vincent. Seven! No savings. No backup. Just a goddamn note. Do you have any idea how she managed to do all that without any support?”