“Remember what we talked about, duck and water?”
“Yeah, their words are water and I’m a duck, and those words just slide right off me and go into the pond.”
“So can you work on that more?”
“Yeah.”
Even though Zach had agreed with him, why did he feel like his son was still going to slug the next bastard who mocked him? Garrison’s college major was business, not child psychology, damn it.
Silence stretched between them.
Zach licked his lips. “So, um, want dinner?”
Good grief, now his son had to throw him a bone. Garrison wouldn’t win parent of the year any time soon.