annaysayer replied to your post:Who's your favorite character of all time?
ALL THESE WORDS ALL THE FEELS WALTER DAMN MEADOWS HOW U DO THIS TO ME (WHAT ABOUT that scene in book 13 though, when McGill goes and abuses Norah and Wally is just NOT HAVING ANY OF THAT and he rides home literally that second and MY HEART)
MINE ALSO. But he doesn’t ride home straight away - you’re forgetting that this chapter is entitled ‘Wally Declares War’:
“[...] Only plucky when you’ve a woman and a baby to deal with, I suppose. But I know you.” The scorn in his tone stung McGIll like a whip-lash as Wally faced him again.”You’re the sort of sneaking cur that crawls behind men’s backs to bully women, you cowardly brute. Well, you found one you couldn’t frighten yesterday and a dog that’s a better man than you are. You won’t be proud of his teeth-marks among your prize fighting scars!”
AND WHEN HE GETS HOME ;__;
Wally put his head round the door. Norah’s back was towards him: Davie stood dripping in the bat, kicking the water joyfully, in the effort to swamp a red duck that rode the waves dangerously. Suddenly he looked up. An amazed shout came.
“Dad!”
Norah flashed round. They looked at each other for a long moment.
“Did you know how much I wanted you?” Her lip quivered. His arms were round her: she put her face against his coat, clinging to him. DAvie made a frantic effort to climb out unaided, slipped and fell flat in the bath with a despairing yell.
Wally rescued his son, wrapping him in a large bath-towel, from which the wet curls and rosy face struggled. He held his family tightly: Davie talked loudly and incoherently, while Norah and Wally did not talk at all. It was enough to be together.
