Bill's eyes narrow. "This isn't about you. It's not about whether or not I think you're a big enough girl to hear the news. It's about me trying to puzzle the pieces together before I inadvertently frighten you into a miscarriage."

Shaking his head, he shoves the newspapers back into their drawer and turns to leave the room.

"Don't you belittle what I do or second-guess my methods. This is my country and you don't know it. You don't know it at all."