“I tried to be there for Mort.” Gunther sighed. “I know I wasn’t there as often as I should have been. I coped with my marriage problems by spending far too much time at work.”
“But, in the end, darling boy, who does Mortimer run to when troubled, hm?”
Now a tear did trickle down Gunther’s cheek. “He wants his daddy,” he whispered. “I… I suppose at least now he’ll have his daddy for his whole life, won’t he? I don’t know what to do about that.” He looked up at Valois. “We should tell him, I think.”
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