"If I knew what that was like then I would help. You have 18 years of worry, anger, fear and rage. That's what being a dad means...it's in the fine print of the job application that we never read."

"Like those Terms and Conditions for shit?"

"I guess. There's no manual to being a dad, a husband and a friend. She worries every time you go out...or don't get any sleep."

I walk closer and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Nothing wrong with a night out. You just did it for the wrong reason. Don't forget...just accept and that will help you relax."