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Martha and Ben just stared at me in awe until Ben finally spoke.

"I didn't see that coming, how come you want that?" Said Ben his eyes never leaving mine, I guess to see if I am serious.

"The police are always in so much danger aren't you afraid." Said Martha who was next to Ben now.

The memories of Max pulling the trigger on me came to my mind, my hand went to my chest were the bullets hit, but those memories were overcome by the happiness that became my life my last couple of years, right after I joined the army, all the people I had met and cared about.

"I have been thinking about it for some time now and this is what I want to do with my life, I need a rush, something to keep me in action... I just..." I said taking a pause.

"I don't want to overstay..." Ben stood up and just left the dinning room without saying a single word, to this martha said.

"Please don't take this the wrong way, Ben is just worried about you." To this I began to think things through, maybe I should had said that in a diferent way.

I stood up and while looking into Martha's eyes excusing myself and went looking for Ben, which was just in the living room looking at something, as I got close he turned his head.

"You know, for a fox you are not sneaky at all." He turned compleatly with a picture frame at hand while sitting in his favorite couch and kept looking at the picture until he speaked once again.

"We haven't been compleatly honest with you about our son... he is never coming back." My eyes widen when I heard him, then Ben put the picture on the little table at the center of the room and just go to the other room in silence.

Getting closer to the picture douth rushed through my body. Do I really need to see this, my finger touch the frame, there is no turning back now.

The picture itself was a police officer, but not any officer it was his son, a newly graduated from the academy cop, eyes and smile full of wonder and determination, something that sometimes is hard to find. Before a word came out of my mouth Ben returned and in his hands a white envelop, he sat down infront of me and said.

"My son, he wanted to be someone that people could count on to do the right thing. We always told hin that a camel officer was a bad idea but he never gave up on his stupid stupid dreams..." ben said as a tear formed at his left eye.

"After he finally graduate at the 3rd try he was the happiest. That same night he and his friends went out to celebrate, but that soon changed when he try to stop a fight at the bar. One of the guys was armed and shot him... he never arrived to the hospital." Silence became painful as I try to find the right words to say but none cane to me at the moment, with a tear running down his face Martha entered the room and go next to her husband to suport him. Ben then put the envelop on the table then starting to walk out the room but stoping almost at the end of the living room without looking back.

"I hope you make a good use of it." And with that he left and head to his room leaving martha alone with me and then she started to talk.

"Please excuse Ben, this is a very tough subject for the both of us. You see our son, he had a dream, to be one that other could count on, no matter the situation, he was always there to help; it all began when he was 7, he began to question why the smaller animal were always the ones pushed against the wall. Then I explained to him that, those have been the order of things since the very beginning. But for him that was no answer, so he took a path most of our kind don't. He became a cop." I began to see tear form in her eyes that reminded me of thing from my past I rather forget so closing the distance between us for me to give her a hug the best I could, this size diference is a drag.

She pulled apart and cleaned the tears off her face then look me in the eye and put her hand on my head "You don't need to worry about us. It has been sometime now, we are better. Besides dont you wanna know whats in that envelop." she said pointing at my hand which I had tottaly forgot.

For a moment I didn't knew if I really wanted to see what was inside, but there was no need for me not to open it, so I just did and the content filled me with happiness but it rose a question inside me.

Do I deserve this?




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