We ate dinner after the movie, and then we went to bed. Today we had a peaceful day, which I think really put Harrys mind to rest. He had been so stressed lately. I really didn't want to talk about George's revenge, but I couldn't keep it to myself anymore. I had to let Harry in on the idea.
When we sat to eat breakfast I decided to tell him.
"About George..." I said. His head dropped and I knew he didn't want to talk about it. But I couldn't stop now.
"What about him?" he asks.
"I've been thinking," I paused, "that he doesn't deserve to walk around like nothing has happened."
"I know that already. I know that he doesn't deserve anything. He is a fucking murdere! So why are you bringing this up?!" he asks aggressively, but when I look at his face I can see that he immediately regrets his tone.
"I'm sorry. I'm just confused as to why you had to bring that up." he says. I'm hesitant to talk about it further, but there is no turning back now.
I look him in the eyes.
"I want revenge. For what he did to me but also because of what he did to you and your sister. And I thought you might want revenge too" I say. He looks at me stunned, not surprised. Like he couldn't believe that, that just came out of my mouth.
"As in revenge, what do you mean?" he asks.
"That's where you come in" I say.
"If you let me in on that decision, George might as well be dead" Harry says and chuckles. And it might be true.
"I can't do it alone, you have to help me. And I don't know him nearly as much as you do"
"That's true, but I'm so mad at him, that if my rage could kill him, he would have been in Hell years ago"
"I know, but that rage might be useful in this situation" I say. Hoping that he is going to be convinced to help me.
"Maybe we could start by turning all his friends against him." I say. He looks at me like I'm the most innocent person. Like he's mocking me for coming up with such a stupid idea.
"Kathy, George doesn't have any friends. Besides he wouldn't care if his 'friends' hated him, he is kind of a loner." he says.
"Well then you can come up with an idea yourself" I say, a little mad.
"I say we start by getting him into rehab." Harry says.
"And how would we do that"
"If we tell the principals that he has been smoking weed on the school premises..." he says and looks at me like I should finish the sentence.
"Then the principal would tell his parents and then hopefully he would be sent to rehab." I say, finishing his thought. "But if the trial with your sister had to do with opiods, wouldn't his parents know he was on drugs?" I ask.
"Yes, but his parents didn't believe me or my dad or anyone for that matter. They didn't even believe the obducors when they clarified the cause of death in the courtroom. They are naive, and that's why we need proof."
"Proof? As in filming him or what?" I ask.
"Yeah, but also I think we might need the rest of the joint. Stuff like that could be tested for DNA." he says.
"Do you think we need to go that far?" I ask. Surprised that we need materialistic proof that he did it. But he might be right. From what I've heard about George's parents, they are going to deny everything. So maybe we do need all the proof we can get.
