"Lewis seems to think so," Sparkle muttered. "He's pretty much already given up. He's just not saying it in as many words. And Raine's got it through her head that Lewis has, like, crazy amounts of money he gets for taking care of us, thanks to that old bitch she's been hanging around with, so while Lewis is dealing with keeping the house, Raine is losing her shit trying to get me to go poking through his filing cabinets with her or something, and I don't have time for this shit."

Maybe he'd get to explaining the freakout, too. You know. At a time.