“Don’t you ‘hey Tar’ me,” the brunette huffed angrily at the other, her hard glare trained on her brother as she continued to grip his ear a moment longer before finally releasing it. “Whether you ‘walked out’ walked out or just walked out, Evan, you still left the woman to care for your children alone without a word. How could you even think of doing that to her after you saw what losing Nic did to me? Not a damn word, Evan? Seriously?!” Arms were quick to cross over her chest, her foot tapping rhythmically, impatiently against the tile beneath her as brows rose. “And yet here you are in the town I moved to and you hadn’t reached out,” she huffed. “No phone call, no text, not even a knock on my door. You’re unbelievable.”
Pulling his hand up to his ear as she released it he rubbed it. “You are becoming more like mom and grandma when you do that, the older you get..” he stated. “It wasn’t like I just... look Tara, It’s complicated... I wasn’t in my right frame of mind, I’m not in my right frame of mind... I saw what you were like, Tara, and I wouldn’t want Callie to go through that... and yet I managed to do it and still be alive...” he admitted referring to being kidnapped for so long. “I have only just arrived, You were my first point of call after coffee..” he admitted. “You think I could turn up here and not come and see you and the kids? I would think you’d give me more credit than that, Tara Grace..”