What was your father like?
“Pops?” The old miner scratched his head and kicked at the dirt. A look of remembrance turned into a smile. “Hard worker, he was. His shoulders were always carrying something.”
You ever wish you were a prince?
Turning his hat in his hands, Clyde looked to the floor. “And what? Waste my time with more fantasies?”
What was the best dream you ever had as a kid?
“Don’t remember.” he replied as he dropped into his armchair. “Not keen on remembering dreams. Or the past.”
Are you at least proud that Blinkie has a job as a receptionist and Inkie works as a teacher's aide a school and still has her own pet rock shop?
Clyde turned to met the anon face-to-face, his eye salmost searing into he gray face of his questioner. “I’ll always be proud of those two. Always.”
Sir, whatever happens with you two daughters just know I wish you the best. May I ask though, when you see Blinkie and Inkie, what will you say to them?
“No.” he answered again. His steps slowed only briefly as he came across the realization that even he wouldn’t know what to say when he saw them.
Did you ever talked to Sue about who she slept with? About his name, his occupation and what not?
“No.” he answered gruffly as he continued on his way. “Don’t talk to me.” was all he added as he trudged along.
Very possible and it is the case. You should go see for yourself. Unless you're keen on abandoning your two daughters.
An indistinguishable mumble and Clyde slowly lowered his pickaxe. He Tilted the hat on his head, placed his axe on his shoulder and headed off. With a mind filled with fright and anxiousness he was unsure what would encounter.
Inkie was going to fight Pinkamena and Blinkie is employed at the motel as a receptionist at the front desk
He stared at the anon in disbelief and offered two more words: “Not possible.”
how do you feel about Inkie and Pinkamena nearly coming to blows in that hell hole of a motel? And the fact that Blinkie is employed there?
Clyde only had two words in response: “What? WHAT!?”
Question; how did you react towards seeing Pinkamena for the first time after Sue gave birth to her?
Clyde pulled his hat down, trying to hide the pain the question brought bubbling up. “Not well enough.” he whispered.