"Mom, this is favoritism," Kirk Cole sobbed uncontrollably, his words punctuated with sobs and sniffs.
"Just because you have William Cole, your biological son, does that mean you don't recognize me, your adopted son, anymore?"
"If I had known it would come to this, you didn't have to take me out of the orphanage twenty-some years ago. You could have just let me be an orphan for life."
"Woo woo woo woo, I'm so wronged."
"Everyone knows that Marilyn Calderon was my subordinate, and in the five years you were not in charge, I managed the Guest Meeting Building,"
He cried bitterly, "Now by firing Marilyn Calderon, aren't you publicly declaring my incompetence?"
"How can I establish myself in Capital City after this? Won't everyone in the circle laugh me to death?"
Seeing Kirk Cole kneeling at her feet, Mrs. Cole's heart softened.