Stuart's Paternity in Writing

Ali returned from two months in Johannesburg, and Margaret asked to meet. He showed up with a stuffed elephant. Stuart rose from the sofa to shake his hand; Ali looked at him with alarm. If we don't have your paternity on record, do you have any right to visit? She was standing. The line of her eyes a steel beam down to his. This is ridiculous, he said. We can work this out. We can make sure you're happy. A year ago, a month ago, she might have folded but she was done handing out chances to men who drank them up and pissed them out.