"Genetic," he tells her, his fingertips splayed on the bar's surface. "Runs in the family. She had open heart surgery a long time ago. Same problem my kid was born with, just a couple days ago."

Yeah, Abel's in NICU, and he's here making time with some scantily-clad girl. Business as usual.

He shakes his head. "Had a brother who died from it a long fucking time ago."