Son, Be Nice

{ARMANDO}

"Did you have to leave our son alone there?" 

"No. I, Uhm." 

"Mmh?" 

I ignore whatever was going on because I have something to think about. First, why is Arthur glaring at me as if I killed his cat, and two, why do Mr. Jaime's eyes keep darting from me to my father?

I take my phone out and text Arthur to stop staring at me. He snorts loudly and doesn't reply. I guess I will have to ignore him too. 

"Mr. Jaime?" 

He clears his throat and blinks at me twice before he shuts his eyes, and says, "Knight." 

"Yes?" My father responds, thinking it is him. 

Mr. Jaime nods at my directions, and says, "what is it?" 

"Nothing." I shrug. 

Staring at my food, I smile when my mother says, "See, he can't even eat. I can't believe you picked him up from Carl's and just left him." 

My father replies, "Esmeralda, you do know he is not a child? Right." 

"Mmmh."