I awoke early the following morning. I promised my kids we'd go on a trip. I still couldn't forget what my daughter had said the night before. It has not left my mind. Someone is attempting to play with my reputation. I will not put up with this. I will find a method to teach that person a lesson. Molly still showed me neutral emotions. Wayne was the opposite. He was totally overjoyed. I missed spending time together. Throughout my stay at the sanatorium, I couldn't stop thinking about them. Although the drugs robbed me of many memories, the sight of my children remained in front of me the entire time. Maybe I won't get them back, but I'll have to play both parents' roles from now on. Carter and Astoria do all they can to help. I'm not sure what we would do without them.
- Dad.. Can we always be like this? I know mom can't come back anymore. But does it mean you will be gone too?
- Wayne, I promise we will spend a lot of time together. Bear with me for now, alright? I'll be busy for a while, because I need my job back . You understand?
- Can't you just stay home like mama did?
- Mama wasn't home. She worked too, you dummy.
- Ssh, don't be harsh with your brother. Well..your mom was home while you guys were little, but Molly is right. She had to work too. If I don't work, we won't have money. If we have money, you two can have nice life.
- But...my life is nice already. I just miss mom..I really understood how he felt. Wayne was very young when my wife died. He isn't much older now. I acknowledge that they will need a significant amount of time to digest what happened. And to know what will happen to us after this. I will do my best to make them think as little about the tragedy as possible. What irritates me is how people keep bringing it up behind my back. Who knows what trash they say to or in front of my kids.
- Mom was bad person?
- What? Molly no, she wasn't! Why would you ask such a thing? You know well that your mom was the best.
- Yeah.. well, someone said she did some weird things that made her bad and that is why she's no longer here.
- And what kind of weird things exactly? Honey, who tells you all this bullshit?
- Dad! Bad word!
- I'm sorry. Tell me what did you hear.Now I was fed up. It's not enough that someone tried to play with me, or that my children's innocent minds were full of garbage, but some filthy scum implies that their mother was a bad person! A lot means a lot! Just for the sake of my children, I have to suppress my rage. However, I am confident that after all of this, I'll make my plan. It was absurd before, but now it's absolutely personal. I'm starting to lose patience. Whoever it is , they're tempting death.
- I don't know dad. I don't understand many things. All I heard was that mama did something and you got mad at her.
- Listen you two. Forget whatever you heard, alright? You know that me and mom never had any arguments. We loved each other and she was a really good person. She worked hard, she did so much for us all. If you ever hear anything, ignore it then tell me . Got it?
- Don't mind it dad, they're silly . I never believed mom was bad. She was an angel.Maybe Lilith wasn't perfect either. She had troubles, just as me. But we never actually argued. We attempted to resolve everything gently. From now on, I'll keep my ears open. Now I know David's father is one of those who talks nonsense. Perhaps he is the one who spreads this filth. That nasty motherfucker . So be it. I am going to figure this guy out. I will also find out where he lives, where he works, when and where he travels. I will ruin his life so that he will have no idea who is always behind his back.
I decided not to ask anything more. I planned this day for my children. I wanted them to have an enjoyable day. Unfortunately, they have to return to my brother soon. Maybe it's fine for the moment. I had plans. I knew David's do-nothing father was a nasty psychologist or some shit. It won't be difficult to find out where he works.
The day passed very swiftly. Molly also loosened up slightly. I can only hope that she will eventually fully trust me again. I will not let anyone brainwash my children. First, I'm going to bash that person's face. Anyway, it was only a plan for now. I wanted to get certain first .- I promise we will have some fun next time again. You guys can come up with ideas in the meanwhile , okay?
- We go to Disney Land??
- Well..sorry but that's a little too far and too expensive for now. Daddy is kinda broken.
- I can make lemonade. I saw other kids do and get money. I sell and give you money.
- You're cute. Thank you Wayne but it's okay. You enjoy your childhood, I got this. You don't have to worry.I bid goodbye to them. Despite how things turned out, we had an excellent day. After dinner, I started getting some things done. I should have looked for a method to get my job back. It could wait for now. At present, I was interested in the loser's name. Obviously, I couldn't use my computer to search. Even going incognito might be perilous. The difficulty was that, while I knew some of the parents through my children, I couldn't recall David. Mostly not his fucking father.
- Guess his life is still safe . But I'll search around tomorrow. I'm exhausted. I need to have a clean and recharged mind.
I knew I could use another cigarette. I didn't want to light up around my children. I can finally do it. Despite my tiredness, my mind refused to shut down. What exactly does this man want? What's the point of attempting to get involved? Do I really know him? Does he know me? Who knows. It's preferable if I think things through properly. I need to be careful. God forgives, but I do not. So far, he has just circulated false rumours; who knows what will come next. I can't wait for that idly. I decided. One way or another but David's father had to be gone.
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Misteri / ThrillerTakuma is a former investigative journalist. He had everything he wanted. Family, success, money, happiness. Until a tragic event . After losing his wife, he's not himself anymore. But the murderer is unknown. Will it remain a mystery? A serial kil...