The truth was in her face. Her face went white and she laughed nervously, "Where on earth did you hear that?" she asked.
"Doesn't matter. Is it true?"
Regina hedged, then blurted out, "I hate it here! Your Mother doesn't like me! I'm pregnant! You're always gone! How else am I supposed to get any affection? You think Sean was the only one?" she sneered.
Walter was blindsided. How could he not have known what she was like when they first started dating? It was like he'd never looked past her pretty face...
Walter felt for the first time that he might actually do bodily harm to a woman. He tried to resist the urge to slap her face. It wouldn't be good for the baby...
Anger mixed with concern and worry. Walter couldn't believe how he could hate the mother of his child so much.
Walter looked at Regina and shook his head. "I can't forgive you for this," he said sadly. "I want a divorce."
Regina gasped. "A divorce? Be reasonable... I moved here for you... What am I supposed to do?"
"I don't care Regina, go move in with one of the men you cheated on me with," he said sadly. "I don't want you to come around here again. I'll have Mom send you the paperwork once you let me know where to send it."
Feeling lonely, he called up Lisa.
Walter rubbed his eyes and was amazed by how well Lisa took care of Wilbur. "Maybe you could move in for a little bit and help out?" Walter heard himself asking.
Walter was embarrassed that he hadn't thought it through carefully before blurting out an invitation. "I'd sorry, Lisa. I.. well.. I don't feel that way about you anymore," he said, looking at the ground, ignoring Lisa's sharp intake of breath. He hurried on, "And I didn't even think about Natalie and Mason. Of course you can't leave them just to come take care of my problem."
Risking a glance, he peeked at Lisa and saw the tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry Lisa. I never wanted to break your heart. We've both just changed so much since college."
Lisa nodded and briskly wiped away her tears. "I understand, really I do. And I want us to stay friends. I've just been thinking about having a baby of my own and feeling lonely, I guess. Worried that I'll never find anyone.."
Walter nodded sadly. "I know how you feel. I wish..."
"Well, I should probably get home," Lisa said as she put Wilbur in his arms.
Kirsten looked at him with a critical eye. "You have something green between your teeth," she told him. Walter pulled out a mirror and checked himself out and then tested him breath.
"For heaven's sake. Do that in the bathroom," Kirsten admonished. "What are you in a fuss about?"
Walter gave her a lopsided grin. "A friend of mine set up a blind date. She's coming over soon!" he gushed. "Will you watch Wilbur?"
"Of course," Kirsten said. "Go enjoy yourself."
The hour got later and Walter still hadn't come home. Kirsten glanced out the window, wishing she'd asked where he was going and what time he would be back. It wasn't like him to stay out until 2 in the morning since he'd had Wilbur. Wilbur was teething and was acting cranky, as well. Thirty minutes passed by as she attempted to rock Wilbur to sleep.
Lisa attempted to smile. "I'm happy for him. You seem very nice."
Claire beamed. "He's wonderful and little Wilbur has grown so much, too!"
"I'll be right there," she told him.
When she got there, she used the key he'd given her to let herself in. "Walter! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" she asked as she held him. He just nodded without saying a word and then cried on her shoulder.
"Stay," was all he asked.
"I'm not hungry," he pouted.
"Well, you need to eat. You have to be strong for Wilbur!"
Walter nodded and then slowly began to eat a few bites.
Claire put her hand over his hand and squeezed. "It gets easier. I lost my Dad a year ago. At first I thought I'd never get over it... but... one day you wake up and it doesn't hurt as bad."
Taking her dishes to the sink, Claire said, "I should probably go before Wilbur wakes up and finds me here." When Walter didn't say anything, she put the dish towel on the counter and walked back to the bedroom.
Walter stopped her before she reached the room and hugged her tight. "Don't go. Stay."
Claire laughed and pulled away. "I can always come back later, Walter."
Walter pulled her closer. "No. I mean, I want you to move in. Stay with me."
Claire smiled, "If you really want me to..."
Claire and Walter both looked down to find Wilbur. Claire's mouth dropped open.
"I'll bare that in mind, but it's not your decision, Wilbur." Walter snapped.
Claire looked sharply at Walter and then crouched down low to talk to Wilbur. "Your Daddy and I were just talking. I was hoping that you and I could be friends now that you're getting older..."
Walter made a face at Claire. "He gets like this sometimes."
Claire watched as Walter helplessly and ineffectively tried to calm Wilbur down. Finally, he picked the screaming boy up and carried him into his room.