The Rejected Orphan

Mrs Quinn paced forth and back in the room not able to sleep.
" who the hell is she " asked Mrs Quinn furiously, she didn't know what was wrong with her son, may be he was either stupid or possessed. " I can't believe this" she didn't know what to think any more, " and you..." she turned to face her husband, " why are you protecting her? don't tell me you are possessed". Mr Quinn knew how crazy this wife of his can be but not as crazy as his son. When he married her Ryan was six, and Arya was ten, Ryan never approved of the marriage but he didn't have a choice, though he was calm, collected, brilliant, intelligent, and observant, he still welcomed her as his father's wife and nothing more. This has always been a headache to him, he just didn't know the solution to it.
" now I get it, you don't wanna explain 'cause he's your son, you don't love me Richard, you don't" she wailed dropping to the floor, " it's not what you think hon" Richard walked to her and sat on his heels, " so, what is it" she asked bringing her head up to look at him, " he made me promise him" he paused and continued, " please stop crying, okay" and she nodded feeling light headed and sleepy.