Simon had been about to take Cassandra's hand in his when he spotted Victor and the kids leaving the conservatory.
“Hey, Dad!” he shouted and ran to catch them before they left.
“We'll meet you home, Simon. No need to hurry home or are you staying with your mother tonight?” Victor asked wearily.
“Your house if that's okay,” Simon answered. “But Dad, why are you leaving so soon? You didn't get a chance to speak to Violet or Gramma and Morris and.... Violet seems a little down and I thought you could...”
“Simon, the kids are tired. It's way past their bed time,” Victor said.
Simon struggled for a moment then said something he never thought he'd voluntarily say. “I'll take them home for you then. I'll... I'll give baths, tuck them in, read stories, whatever it takes, and you can stay and...”