part 7

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Two days later Henrys father appeared; we were hardly at breakfast when the doorbell rang. Henry  looked up. I could feel his nervousity. I sighed and went to the door. It was his father. Henry stood up and walked next to the window; he could see the police car. He flinched. What should he do now?
Lena opened up. Ralph Bowers looked at her emotionlessly. "God Day, Sir."
"Guess my son is here?" Lena crossed her arms. "Yes." "Fine then. Bring him out here." "I can't." Ralph still did not move. Only his eyes started looking a little furiuos. "I won't." "He is not of legal age and I am his father." "I am not convinced. Sorry." I was right about to leave,  as Ralph did stop me once more.
"That is the last warning, Lady. I am not choking. I can go and tell the Police"
Henry still watched everything from inside.
"I can go and tell them because of Child abuse. Violence. Because of a traumatized son."
Ralph did not answer.
"Fine then. Keep him here. Its fine with me. I won't care."
With these words he turned around and left.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 29, 2020 ⏰

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