"You... you, Irene Lynch! You're trying to rebel, aren't you? Your brother is the only boy in the Lynch family! If you don't support him, then... then..."
Patricia Payne tried to say more, but Irene Lynch had already grabbed a nearby broom and started swatting at her.
"Get out!"
"Did I give birth to him? And I'm supposed to buy him a house and pay for his son to get married? Why? Did he provide for me? Or did his son?"
"Have you already forgotten how the Lynch family treated me back then?"
"My mom is long dead! What the hell is he to me?!"
"And now you're coming after my daughter?"
"What? So in the future, when my daughter's earning money, she'll have to support his son and grandson, too?"
"Get out! Get the hell out of my house right now!"
Irene Lynch's chest heaved with rage as she brandished the broom, swatting at Stephen Lynch and Patricia Payne.
Before long, she had chased the pair out the door.
Grace Winslow found the whole scene rather amusing.
