So H comes in from playing golf and drinking beer and I guess decided it was a good time to talk to me. Needless to say the conversation was ridiculous. Him shouting he loves me but is never coming home and how I don't understand and nobody understands how much pain he is in.
My daughter works with him and heard him shouting through his hotel room door. She came in took the phone told me not to worry and hung up. She called back later and said she jumped in the middle of his little pity party. She told him he was never going to talk to anyone in our family that way again and that he was going to feel like a fool in the morning.
