Tongue lashing 

      Patrick just sighed. He went over, held Luna by her wrist and said “I've looked forward to meeting you all these years. I don't know who you are and my foster father doesn't even know the woman who gave birth to me.      I am more excited than you are, mother, that I found you. And to know that you have yearned for me all these years just as I also did, makes me more excited.     But it shouldn't have been Richard. It shouldn't have been the man from the Lester family that fathered me. I wish it were someone else. I would have thrown a party but how do I cope with having that man as my father?”        Luna was lost. If there wasn't Richard, there wouldn't have been Patrick. He's from him, she only carried the seed in her belly and Patrick is that seed.      If she wasn't there, Patrick would have been born, if he was destined to be, but by another woman. Perhaps by that schemer, Anna Lester.       “I don't want Richard Lester to be part of our lives. He isn't my father, I refuse