Travis followed the direction of her finger and finally noticed the swelling at the corner of her eye. His brows drew together sharply. Then he lowered his gaze to look at Quinton.“Quinton, tell me the truth. Did you do that to your mom’s eye?”Quinton’s lips trembled, and before he could answer, his face scrunched up in a flood of pitiful tears.“No crying. I want the truth,” Travis said firmly.Only then did Quinton give a slight nod, sobbing, “It was me, but I didn’t mean to. It was her fault! If she hadn’t followed us, I wouldn’t have thrown it.”Then he clutched his arm and kept crying louder. “Daddy, she’s awful! She threw so many blocks at me on purpose. It hurt so bad!”Travis, seeing his son’s tears rolling down in big drops, gently wiped his face and then turned back to Nora.“You heard him. He didn’t mean to. Don’t you think you owe him something at least?”Nora let out a laugh. “Well, neither did I.”Quinton grew even angrier. Even with Dad here, she still wouldn’
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