"What are you doing?" Harvey asked walking towards Donna in the kitchen.
"Cooking breakfast," Donna said looking back at him.
"That's a lot of work, Donna. You look like you're cooking for the army. We're supposed to be taking care of you." Harvey said scolding her.
"I just need a little assistance here and there," Donna said looking at him.
"But—"
"But it's your birthday big boy," Donna said smiling and taking a sip of her coffee. "You're getting old so you better get used to minions helping you every day." She said teasing him.
"I know but I'm still waiting for my age to catch up so until then I can enjoy the perks of not being confined to a wheelchair," Harvey said staring at his breakfast.
"Eat up. Do you know what they say in Germany? Eat dinners like a peasant, lunch like a middle-class citizen and breakfast like a King." Donna said lecturing him with her wooden spoon.
"And why would you know about sayings in Germany? You been taking German?" Harvey asked tilting his head.
"A little," Donna said shrugging.
"You didn't have to do this," Harvey said taking his plate and looking down at her.
"But I wanted to make you your usual Dexter special breakfast just to help me get in a mood. You always used to say that blood orange juice was when you'd imagine drinking blood." Donna said turning around smiling.
"Forgive me for my psychotic train of thought. I mean we binge watched Dexter and saw American Psycho afterwards. It was like my brain was required and I saw the light with its subtle off white colouring." Harvey whispered as Donna laughed a little.
"You're not allowed to quote American Psycho in the kitchen especially when there are newspapers here and I keep the raincoats over there," Donna said with authority as Harvey nodded.
"Your kitchen, your rules," Harvey said placing his hands up defensively.
"I'm sorry you have to spend your birthday here," Donna said shaking her head.
"I wouldn't wanna be anywhere else," Harvey said tilting her head and tasting his coffee and rolling his eyes back remembering how good she used to make coffee for him.
"Hey. Me and Murph had an idea." Patrick said walking into the kitchen and pouring himself apple juice. "Today's Karaoke Night. Can we spend it with Dad?"
"Weren't you going to spend it with him anyway? I wouldn't mind if you guys do something different this year." Donna said looking at Patrick.
"I want to keep the tradition. We want to go to New York." Patrick said looking at her mother hoping she'd change her mind
"I was too tired to go out to eat last night much less go all the way to New York," Donna said putting her hands on Patrick's shoulders.
"Pleassseeeeeeeee." Murph said entering the kitchen as she kneeled placing her arms around Donna's legs.
"Up now," Donna said rolling her eyes.
"Patrick, Murph we can't do this to your mother if she's too tired," Harvey said to them.
"I've never gotten to spend a special day with both of you," Murph said as Harvey and Donna looked down on the floor with the same expression.
"And with Dad leaving soon who knows when he'll be back," Patrick said looking at her sister smirking as they're plan was working.
"Fine. I'll try but no promises." Donna said as they both hugged her.
The kids took their breakfast and ran inside to the living room as Donna put her elbows on the kitchen counter sitting on the stool and burying her face in her hands. Harvey got and placed his plate in the sink and looked at her.
"Why'd you agree? You know you won't be able to handle the journey." Harvey said washing his hands still looking at her.
"Why do you think?" Donna asked, head lifting up to face him.
"You know you can't go to New York and back on the same day," Harvey said concerned for her.
"I usually stay at my old place whenever we go," Donna said which opened his eyes.
"You still own your old apartment?" Harvey asked curiously.
"I rent it to Liz-"
"Liz your cousin or Liz your friend?" Harvey asked smirking.
"Remember the last time you talked about Liz-"
"Which you bought up when you asked what I thought about her," Harvey said making her remember.
"You said you'd have a one night stand with her," Donna said holding her hips.
"Because you told me to answer honestly which I did," Harvey replied defending himself.
"You should have lied," Donna said tilting her head.
"Then you would have called me a liar. I don't win this argument, don't I?" Harvey asked.
"That's why I'm the best around...and NO BODY'S GONNA LET ME DOWN!" Donna said singing.
"Make that two fruit and cheese plates and a mug of hot chocolate with vanilla ice cream," Harvey said ordering the food from the menu to the waitress.
"Harvey." Donna scolded. "I thought you were just ordering snacks, not a three-course dinner. Plus it doesn't help we're on a plane!"
"I got it for me." He said grinning. "Oh and get a red bull for the misses. She gets cranky whenever she's tired."
"I do not get cranky Harvey Reginald Specter," Donna said looking at her shocked.
"Of course you do. There are three things you get cranky over. Lack of red bull to fight jet lag, whenever you see a bad Nicolas Cage impression which means you get cranky whenever you see Nicolas Cage and...the other thing." Harvey said remembering that Patrick and Murph were next to him.
"What's the other thing?" Donna asked.
"I can't say it," Harvey said leaning forward so that Donna could hear it as she gasped and smacked his arm.
"You don't even mention that sort of thing here," Donna said darting her eyes at him.
"I'm sorry but it's true. Remember when I tried fasting for a month to get my body to naturally detox itself?" Harvey asked raising his eyebrow.
"Fasting involves not eating, not denying me sex!" Donna replied as Harvey saw her crazy eyes.
"And you say you don't get cranky over having sex for a while. I mean you're getting cranky now." Harvey said as Donna shook her head.
"I'm not getting cranky!" Donna said folding her arms.
"Whatever makes you sleep," Harvey said as Donna turned her face away from him and smirked to herself.
"You gotta have this," Harvey said handing her his mug of hot chocolate with some vanilla ice cream.
"No Harvey," Donna said rolling his eyes.
"It's a swirling wonderland of sparkling, white pleasure. Let it fill your senses with cascading fluffy pillows of comfort and excitement as you have never felt before." Harvey described as Donna smiled.
"Wow. Harvey. That was beautiful." Donna commented.
"I just read it from the description at the bottom. See?" Harvey asked showing her a piece of a paper as Donna grew angry.
"Now there's no way I'm having that after what you just pulled...besides; I might get diabetes," Donna said as Harvey laughed loudly.
"You won't get diabetes. Your parents didn't have diabetes and you might be a sugar freak-"
"It's called a sweet tooth-"
"-but you're also a green tea freak. You were obsessed with detoxifying your body so eat up. I know you want some of that delicious-"
"Fine." Donna said giving up and picked the ice cream off Harvey's plate, "Oh my God," her eyes closed.
"Here," Harvey picked up the spoon as their heads bent together.
CLICK.
"That'll be cute," Murph said as the Polaroid photo came out.
"Was it your idea to give her a Polaroid camera?" Donna asked looking at her.
"I couldn't help it," Harvey said smiling.
"Do you know what's going to happen now?" Donna asked.
"I'm starting to worry based on your tone-"
"She's going to stalk Chris Evans in Times New Square and take pictures of him," Donna said as Murph launched herself as her mother.
"IT'S NOT STALKING!" Murph said as Harvey began to tickle her. "I surrender!"
They walked through the chilly night of New York and saw that there was a karaoke contest. They walked in and heard the gasp of a woman from the table. They looked towards her as she started to run towards them.
"Donna? Is that you?" Rachel asked hugging Donna and squeezing her to death.
"Hey, Rachel. It's been a long time hasn't it?" Donna asked squeezing her hard as well.
"Wait, Aunty Rachel knows Mommy?" Murph asked looking at Rachel.
"Mommy?" Rachel asked looking at Murph and then at Harvey.
"It's a long story," Harvey said sighing.
"Why didn't you call me Donna. I thought you were gone forever and we'd never see each other." Rachel said getting emotional as she hugged her again as she looked at Patrick who didn't know what to say.
"Oh my god, you've grown up so much." Rachel said moving over to Patrick and hugging her as Patrick awkwardly hugged her back.
"I'd never forget what you look like Aunty Rachel," Patrick replied.
"And stop calling me Aunty. I'm not even 40." Rachel said rolling her eyes.
"So she says," Donna said smirking.
"Donna?"
"And here comes Mike," Harvey said turning around as Mike stared at them with his jaw dropped.
"You found her?" Mike asked Harvey as he nodded. "Thank god. It's been boring without you."
"Don't hug me to death people," Donna said as she embraced a hug from Mike.
"I'm sorry but you've only been gone for 11 years." Rachel said grabbing her hand and taking her to their table.
"Patrick. Holy shit you've grown." Mike said looking at Patrick.
"I wasn't going to turn into a midget now," Patrick said hugging Mike and looking down at Murph.
"How come you've got your niece as well?" Mike asked looking back at Harvey.
"She's my...daughter," Harvey said.
"She's your what?" Mike asked looking at her as she grinned.
"I'll explain on the way to the table."
Twenty minutes later, after everybody settled, the lights were dimmed, as the bar owner walked to stage.
"What's happening everybody?!" He asked as everyone shouted. "Are we ready for some karaoke?"
The crowd erupted in a large "YES!" as the bar owner smiled.
"Great because first off is our yearly regular, Patrick Specter." The bar owner said pointing to Patrick as the crowd cheered. Patrick got up to the stage and took the mic smirking like Harvey would as he looked at the crowd and the spotlight hit his face.
"I'm gonna sing a little song by Iggy Azalea," Patrick said as everyone on Harvey's table look mortified with Murph smirking as the guys in the crowd booed but the women cheering.
"I was expecting the reaction. I'm not gonna lie and the song's called Fancy." Patrick said smirking.
"I hate that song." A guy in the crowd shouted as everyone shouted.
"Mommy, can I record this?" Murph asked taking her mom's phone.
"Why do you wanna record it?" Donna asked raising her eyebrow.
"I wanna send it to his friends," Murph said giggling as Donna smiled and handed Murph her phone.
The beat started as Patrick took the mic and walked forward putting the mic next to his mouth.
First thing's first, I'm the realest (realest) Patrick said as the women started to hoot at him.
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (huh?)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste that
I'm so fancy Patrick said as he started to break dance with Murph capturing every moment and laughing.
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow
Patrick finished as he bowed his head earning a clap from the audience.
"Everyone clap for Patrick Specter." The bar owner said as everyone clapped.
"Ladies and Gentleman coming to the ring. Our very own eyebrow-raising, cookie baking, pie eating sultan of sasssssss...It's Donna Paulsen."
Donna took the stage as men and women whistled making her roll her eyes. She took to the stage and Harvey stared at her as the spotlight hit her, he wanted to go onto the stage and hold her from behind to kiss her neck but his attention changed to her song choice.
"The song I've decided to sing in front of you fine people is Bruno Mars's masterpiece...and no it's not depressing," Donna said as the beat dropped.
One, two, one, two, three
Oh, yeah, yeah,
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ooh!
Oh, yeah, yeah,
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ooh!
Never had much faith in love or miracles
Ooh!
Never wanna put my heart on the line
Ooh!
But swimming in your water is something spiritual
Ooh!
I'm born again every time you spend the night
Ooh!
'Cause your sex takes me to paradise
Yeah, your sex takes me to paradise
And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah, you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ooh!
Oh, yeah, yeah,
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ooh!
You bring me to my knees, you make me testify
You can make a sinner change his ways
Open up your gates 'cause I can't wait to see the light
And right there is where I wanna stay
'Cause your sex takes me to paradise
Yeah, your sex takes me to paradise
And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah, you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can I just stay here?
Spend the rest of my days here?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't I just stay here?
Spend the rest of my days here?
'Cause you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah, you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ooh!
Oh, yeah, yeah,
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ooh!
Donna walked down the stage as women started to whistle at her as she blew kisses to them.
"How you like me now?" Donna asked smirking.
"It made you hotter," Harvey whispered to himself smiling.
"Okay, now we have a fan favourite returning. He hasn't sung here for over 11 years and he looks like he's on the verge of growing white hair. Put your hands together for HARVEY SPECTER!"
The crowd erupted in cheers as Harvey got up from his table and to the stage waving his hand at everyone.
"Okay. I get it, I'm pretty popular around these parts." Harvey said as the crowd laughed a little. "The song I'm going to sing is Sam Smith."
"Sam Smith?" Donna muttered to herself nervously.
"Want me to record it?" Murph asked.
"Sure," Donna said giving her a nervous smile.
I don't have much to give, but I don't care for gold
What use is money, when you need someone to hold?
Don't have direction, I'm just rolling down this road
Waiting for you to bring me in from out the cold
You'll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain,
Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his name
Pack up and leave everything,
Don't you see what I can bring
Can't keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free,
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me.
Leave your lover, leave him for me.
We sit in bars and raise our drinks to growing old
Oh, I'm in love with you and you will never know,
But if I can't have you I want this life alone
Spare you the rising storms and let the rivers flow
You'll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain
Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his name
Pack up and leave everything,
Don't you see what I can bring
Can't keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free,
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me
Leave your lover, leave him for me.
Leave your lover, leave him for me.
"Next up everyone's favourite short stuff. Murph Specter!"
Murph walked up nervously and took to the stage but she was too short for the microphone. She tiptoes and grabbed the mic looking at everyone.
"What song you gonna sing for us this time?" The bar owner asked her.
Murph called him over as he kneeled down and whispered inside his ear. The bar owner smiled as he took to the crowd.
"Ladies and Gentleman, prepare yourselves to sing along with her."
Angela began to slap her thighs twice and clap after that repeating over until the crowd cheered knowing what she was going to sing. The whole crowd began to copy her as did Patrick, Donna, Murph, Mike and Rachel as the song then kicked in.
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'
Angela pointed the mic to the crowd as the audience sang the chorus.
We will we will rock you
C'mon sing it louder!
We will we will rock you
The crowd sang louder as Angela began to feel the energy from the crowd and feed off it
Buddy you're a young man hard man
Shoutin' in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo' face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your banner all over the place
We will we will rock you
(Sing it!)
We will we will rock you
Buddy you're an old man poor man
Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make you some peace some day
You got mud on your face
Big disgrace
Somebody better put you back into your place
We will we will rock you
(Sing it!)
We will we will rock you
(Everybody)
We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you
(Alright)
Angela finished as the whole crowd stood up to a standing ovation shouting "ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME!"
"You'll ready to go home?" Harvey asked them as they looked tired.
"Can't we just stay here?" Murph asked sleepily.
"We could but we'll reach there by the morning and then we can sleep the day," Harvey said smiling as they reached the airport.
"Is it really that late?" Donna asked walking into the kitchen and seeing the time.
"Donna, 12:30 in the afternoon isn't late," Harvey said handing her a Cuban sandwich.
"You always knew how to make a good Cuban Sandwich," Donna said as Harvey handed her over a chips packet and orange juice.
"Are they awake?" Donna asked signalling to the living room as she heard the TV on.
"They passed back out in an hour," Harvey said as Donna took a bite of her Cuban sandwich and nodding her head at the taste.
"So what have the three of you got planned together?" Donna asked looking at him and taking a sip of her orange juice.
"Murph wanted to watch the soccer game this evening at Wembley. It'd be great if you came along." Harvey said adjusting his tie.
"I don't want to take your time away from the kids," Donna said looking up at him.
"But none of us mind," Harvey said confused walking towards her.
"Except me."
"I don't understand." Harvey asked tilting his head.
"Yesterday was a special occasion but I don't want them to get their hopes up. We can't pretend to be happy every-"
"You were pretending to be happy?" Harvey asked feeling hurt and anger.
"Harvey. They knew to know the boundaries-"
"Boundaries?" Harvey asked raising his voice.
"I've got my time with the kids and you've got your time and they don't overlap like parallel lines unless it's a one-off."
"Donna it doesn't have to be like that," Harvey said standing in front of her.
"It's going to be school days with me and summers with you. Thanksgiving with me, Christmas with you. And then we change with the birthdays." Donna said as Harvey rubbed his face angrily.
"Why do we have to make them go through that?" Harvey asked.
"Top drawer there's an envelope; get it out for me," Donna said as Harvey turned around to open the drawer and saw a yellow envelope in front of him. He picked it up slowly and passed it over to her as she nervously, with her hands shaking too out a piece of A4 papers along with other papers inside the envelope and looked down at them.
"Harvey I can't say this to you but I won't just slip it under the door and run away," Donna said as Harvey looked down at her sadly. "You were a good husband Harvey; probably a great one and you were there when I need someone the most."
"What are you doing?" Harvey asked gently shaking his head as Donna carried on reading the piece of paper.
"This isn't your fault, it isn't anyone's fault. I was broken, I tried to fix myself for Patrick and eventually for Murph and I think I'm supposed to stay broken. Maybe we all are-"
"What's in the envelope, Donna?" Harvey asked.
"I won't insult you by saying-"
"Please stop talking from that for just a second. What's in that envelope, Donna?" Harvey asked again angrily.
"It's not my place to-"
"What's in the envelope?"
"You've always been the best shoulder to-"
"Please stop talking from that." Harvey pleaded with his voice trembling a little. "What's in the envelope?"
"Please-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Harvey shouted, raising his voice and silencing her as he took the envelope and scrunched her speech onto the floor. He took the papers from the envelope and threw the envelope on the floor as he stared at the bold title of the document.
ACTION FOR A DIVORCE
"Is Stephen making you do this?" Harvey asked looking down at her as Donna shook her head. "You just...you don't...you don't think about seeing me for 11 years and when I come here to see you living your fantasy in England with a kid I never knew existed you give me this?"
"Harvey-"
"No!" Harvey said looking at her. "No, no! I'm your husband. We made fucking vows. You say it, not that piece of paper!" Harvey shouted as Donna shook her head trying not to cry. "You say it right now! I want this over! I want to hear it from whatever I know is left from my wife! Fucking say it! You fucking say it, Donna!" Harvey shouted as Donna moved forward.
"I want a divorce!" Donna screamed and then falling back against the wall as Harvey looked down onto the paper trying to keep his emotions intact.
"What was going to happen if I never came here to see you? Would you realise that your husband was suffering every living minute rotting away in New York and then you'd magically come to his place and hand his these papers expecting him to sign them? Because if that's true, then you're a heartless bitch" Harvey commented as Donna stormed forward grabbing his shirt.
"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME A HEARTLESS BITCH! You left me and Patrick all alone! Don't blame this all on me you bastard!" Donna said as Harvey moved her hands away from his shirt.
"But the difference was that at the end of the day I wanted to come back to my wife and kids at home. You left me and didn't want to come back so fuck you, Donna!" Harvey shouted back.
"You stopped loving me so there was no home to come back too even if I still love you," Donna said as both of them stared at each other for a while calming themselves down.
Harvey looked at the divorce papers and ran a hand through his head and started to shake it.
"You know what scared me, Donna? What scares me is that one day, you'll be the story I'll tell my Murph and our granddaughters, when she's curled up in bed, wrapped in blankets heartbroken, when she hasn't eaten anything in days with the voicemails she's left him. I'll have to climb into bed with her and she'll lay her head on my lap and I'll try to brush her hair from her face and her tears will soak through my shirt and I'll tell her about the girl I met in the bar when I was in my twenties, who sat across to me at work, whom I fell in love within a few days, whom I ended up marrying and having kids with... whom fucking destroyed me. And I'll tell her about how it hurt. How it hurt so badly it almost killed me. How it hurt so badly that I stopped going to work for a year to stop the pain of seeing an empty chair across of me. So badly I had to go to therapy to get pills and thought about taking too much. So badly I bought a noose and hung it on top of the ceiling staring at it all day waiting for the day your memories would hurt me so much that killing myself would make me feel numb. And then I'll tell her about how it got better. How it stopped hurting. How I went back to work. How I finally got out of bed. How I stopped taking the pills because they weren't working anymore. How I finally got down the noose because it wouldn't help me with the pain I was suffering. But I won't tell her is that sometimes I still have dreams about you and how I can hardly breathe the next day or about the pictures of you I had hidden under my bed that I can't see anymore because I burned the collection. Instead, I pray I'll tell our daughter and granddaughters about how we fell apart years ago and found our way back. And that woman I fell in love with over 20 years ago is in the living room reading a bedtime story." Harvey said as Donna looked down at the floor sadly trying not to let a tear escape.
"You know what the worst part is? Nothing ever lasts and I think it's a tragedy." Donna whispered.
"Some things last," Harvey whispered back as Donna looked up slowly seeing the hurt in his face. "I'll get to work. Someone has to draw the papers up." Harvey said turning around as his face dropped in shock to see Patrick and Murph standing in the doorway. "How much did you hear?"
Donna looked over his shoulder and froze as they walked forward.
"All of it," Patrick said as Donna looked down in shame.
"Guys—"
"I hate you!" Patrick said glaring at her mother. "We have a chance to be a family, to be together and...we just got Dad back and you're shoving him away."
"Don't put this all on her," Harvey said looking at Patrick.
"Guys I'm not going to keep him from the two of you. We'll make sure you get lots of time with him." Donna said.
"That's not the point!" Patrick shouted as Donna jumped. "Do you have any idea how much Dad loves you?! Do you know how many girls who'd love to have guys like Dad?!"
"Yes, I-"
"And you still love him! You're just a fucking coward!" Patrick shouted.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that. I'm not putting myself through it again. We're getting a divorce and that's that." Donna said trying to get him to understand.
"So you can fuck Stephen without feeling guilty?" Patrick asked gritting his teeth.
"Patrick," Harvey said scolding him.
"What did you just say to me?!" Donna asked in shock.
"If you marry Stephen and it means Dad has to leave then I'll go with him. I don't give a fuck if I'm going Cambridge, I'll transfer to NYU or Harvard because I can afford to take 5 years and jerk off and still get into there and I'll never come back. I'll cut you off like you cut off dad for 11 years, how about that?"
"What?" Donna asked gasping as a tear fell from her eye.\
"He doesn't mean that," Harvey said trying to stop her from getting angry.
"I hate you!"
Donna walked herself from the kitchen as Harvey looked at Patrick.
"Apologize to your mother. Right now." Harvey said pointing to her direction.
"No."
"Go up and tell her you're sorry."
"Why should I?" Patrick asked crossing her arms.
"She doesn't deserve that after all she's done and sacrificed for you and your sister. She moved to London to get you a better life!"
Murph walked out of the kitchen and saw Donna throwing her bag on the floor along with some clothes, toothbrush and does. "Mommy, where are you going?"
"I don't know."
"When are you coming back?" Murph asked.
"I need to be alone, Murph," Donna said to her.
"Please! Wait for me!" Murph said walking towards her.
Harvey and Patrick walked out of the kitchen and saw the door open as Donna walked off.
"WAAAAIT!" Murph shouted as started to wear her shoes on as Donna got into her car.
"Donna, come back to the house. Please." Harvey said.
"Momma don't get in the car," Patrick said.
"MOM STOP!" Patrick shouted as she drove off with tears in her red puffy eyes as she looked into the side mirror and saw Murph chased after her but get on her knees when she was too far away to chase.
"Is this what you wanted Patrick? Hurt her so bad she couldn't even stay in the house. We don't do them things, Patrick. Blame me for me and Donna for not getting back together. You don't know how many times I wasn't there for you or our marriage." Harvey said settling down on the couch and grabbing his head as he looked down on the floorboard.
"I was angry...I...I didn't know." Patrick whispered as Murph walked towards her father and sitting on his lap.
"Daddy, can you go get Mommy back?" Murph asked with her eyes red from her cries.
"She'll be back Murph," Harvey whispered as he picked up hugging her. "I promise."