The Perfect Wife

Surprise Visitors.

It was a Sunday evening and Margo was pulling glass ornaments out of storage, she was looking forward to decorating the Christmas tree with Mark when he got home from work. She had fresh baked ginger bread cookies that had just come out of the oven and hot chocolate waiting on a tray for when Mark came home. She was surprised to hear the front door open because Mark shouldn't be home for another twenty minutes.

"Wow, did the boss let you off early today? I just made gingerbread cookies and managed to not burn the house down!" She was laughing as she walked towards the door holding the tray of cookies in her hands, much to her surprise Mark was not standing in front of her. "Daddy.." she whispered in shock.

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It was Saturday night, John and Harvey were parked behind the gas station waiting for a white van to pull up.

"How long does he usually take?" Asked John, he was losing patience and couldn't wait any longer to see his daughter.

"Dude, relax.. He comes at midnight and its only 11:50, hes still got time. Whens the last time you've left the house? If you don't mind me asking.." Harvey couldn't help but notice how nervous John was.

"Uhh, I don't know.. My wife was alive though.. from what I can remember." John hadn't talked about his wife in a long time. "Margo is a spitting image of Marsha.. Marsha was always trying to be perfect, she wanted to be the perfect mother, daughter, wife.. And she was.. up until she.." his voice trailed off.

"I'm sorry... I know this isn't the time to bring it up but Margo and I got married at the court house last winter.. She was too scared to tell you." Harvey was trying to lighten the mood, change the subject or do anything but to watch this poor man cry.

"I know.." He smiled.

"How do you know?" he asked confused. "Did she?.."

"She didn't have too, she was like her mother- cant keep a secret." He laughed.

"And your not.. mad?" Harvey asked.

"No, why would I? You make my daughter happy. You were going to let her go to college and live her life, and for that I respect you Harvey. Your a way better husband than I ever was.. All I cared about was writing and my books."

Before Harvey could reply he noticed a white van pulling into the parking lot. "Looks like hes here, you ready?" he asked nervously.

"Ready to get my daughter back, yes. Go meet him at his window, Ill open the passenger side and you know the plan."

"Yup, were not going to hurt him are we?" Harvey asked scared, he had never hurt a person in his life.

"Depends." He whispered.

"On what?" Harvey was afraid to ask.

"Depends if he wont bring us to Margo or not, now hurry up before he leaves."