"Show me the person they sleep with and I will tell you their valuation of themselves. No matter what corruption they’re taught about the virtue of selflessness, sex is the most profoundly selfish of all acts, an act which they cannot perform for any motive but their own enjoyment – just try to think of performing it in a spirit of selfless charity!"
Before I can understand what he said and get the appropriate reply, Keenan takes the phone away from my grasps.
"Did you do this Dad?" he asks through gritted teeth and I feel he's angry even though his expression shows anything but that.
"Calm down son and come open the door for me, I'm outside." the man on the other side of the phone says with a calm and relaxed voice. Not bothered to answer his son's question.
Keenan toss the phone and hastily walks to the door and when he opens it Patrick who is around his early mid-sixties with ginger and grey colour of hair walks in. His blue eyes which is a striking resemblance of Keenan's meets mine and he gives me a warm-hearted smile. It is a genuine smile, but I do not smile back because a part of me feels like he's the reason we are in this mess, to begin with. He must have read my thoughts because the smile on his face disappears and he walks further into the room.