Father's Day

Chapter 2 "Destiny's whims..."

The view was splendid. His bedroom windows had a view on Central Park, that big park, where he liked to walk around incognito with a cap and sun glasses. He was thinking about his life. Sometimes, nothing happens like you wanted to... He had planed to marry Candy and have children with her. He never would've thought that he would be in the process of marrying another woman. Why was destiny dead set on making him unhappy? Was it really too much to ask to want to be with the woman he loved? Most people think about the future for days and about the person they want to spend the rest of their lives with. For Terrence Grandchester, it had been crystal clear for him the day he met Candice White Andrew. The freckles on her nose, her emerald eyes, she was a girl who never let anybody run her over...She was everything he had ever dreamed of. He had confided in her, like it was the most natural thing in the world; him the loner, the rebel, had melted in front of this girl, who was crying over her dead boyfriend. They had met at a moment they both needed each other's company and despite their fights, they had become inseparable. And for him it was normal, he was going to marry her when the time comes.

But destiny was always very twisted... After everything that had happened to them in school, they were able to find each other again in America, she was supposed to get her nursing diploma, and he was supposed to get his first big role. Everything was fine, they had both worked hard, and when they were about to collect the results, Susanna's accident happened... That accident had ruined everything between him and Candy, that accident had allowed Susanna's mother to pressure him, that accident had allowed Candy and him to separate forever... He had lost the woman he loved, he has lost his joy of living... It was now 5 years later, 5 longs years since the horrible separation, after they had made love one last time.

He had become a big actor, very popular and very in demand by movie producers. He had a website he was taking care of personally when he had the time and he answer all his fan's email himself even if it took him a lot of time, he loved making his fan happy, without them, he would be nothing...

He went to his office and he sat down in front of his computer and he started replying to his emails. The female fans were always the funniest and made him laugh.

"Terrence! How could you marry that cockroach! I don't care if she lost her leg saving your life, you should marry me!!!"

"Terrence, do you remember? It's me... We had a sex a while a go... I'm going to have your baby..."

"Terrence, I'm getting married in a week, one word from you and I'm dumping everything to come to you my love..."

Terry was laughing, reading that, and he replied to them nicely still. Those from young boys who wanted to become actors, and there were a lot of those, Terry would give them advice.

He also got letters from the younger ones, 7 year old who were starting to write using the computer...

"Hello Monsieur Grandchester, I'm 7 and I think you're great!"

He got one which got his attention...

"My name is Angel, I'm 4 and I'm sick. (I'm a little girl; I say that because there are also boys named Angel). I have leukemia and I'm going to die if they don't find a bone marrow donor for me. The fastest way to save me would be if I could find my daddy, so he would make another baby to my mommy who will be able to save me... On the top of that, it cost a lot of money for that kind of treatment; I will really need help with money too... Can you help me?"

Terry had tears in his eyes reading that email. It was not the first time he got that kind of message. He always did his best, he would asked his assistant to investigate and if the story was true, Terry would be in charge of helping and paying for the expensive treatment that some couldn't pay. The email from a 4 years old... 4 years old and she wrote so well? Someone must've helped her write that email... But as he continued reading the email, he changed his mind.