"I've invited out the Potter sisters for dinner tonight, Kirsten. I would like you to join us for dinner."
Exasperated, Kirsten snapped, "What on Earth for? Those two biddies are boring. Besides, I have a brief I have to finish before going in to work tomorrow. I have too much to do."
"Kirsten Diane, you are working too hard," Wallace lost his temper. "I want you to come to dinner with us."
Kirsten just crossed her arms and glared. "You can't order me around like I'm your lackey, Wallace. It's bad enough I got pregnant..." Kirsten stopped mid-sentence.
"So, the truth finally comes out," Wallace shook his head sadly. "You never did want to be pregnant. Family means the world to me now, Kirsten. I wish you would understand that. And I hope you don't make the same mistakes I did." Dejected, Wallace walked out of the room to answer the door. Speaking over his shoulder, he said, "Please join us for dinner. It will be good for you."
Kirsten just scoffed.
Wishing them both a good evening, Wallace went into Hazel's room and was surprised to see her awake.
"Da Da!" she cooed.
Laughing, he snuggled her close. "That's right. I'm your daddy. And it's your bedtime little lady." Then, sitting in the rocking chair, he held her close and sang her a lullaby until she fell back to sleep.