she’d had a partner and that the child they’d
reported her to be carrying had to be his. Still there was a chance that it
could be mine and if that was the case I had to find him. And now the proof was
right here in my arms. I had a son. The only thing left to decide was what was
to become of his mother. Things had changed in the blink of an eye; my whole
life had just been rocked on its axis.
"For every
minute, of every day of the six weeks that he's been alive without me I will
make you pay. I turned and headed for the door. I had what I came for.
A keening wail
followed me out the door, faltering me in my steps. It sounded like a wounded
animal fighting to hold onto life. Looking over my shoulder I saw her in a
crumbled heap, crawling towards me. I wanted to leave her there.
For all the
heartache and pain she had caused me I wanted to walk away from her pain.
My son started
to fuss and cry in my arms. My heart swelled within my chest. My son.
For the first
time I kissed his little head holding him closer to me.
When I came here
I had one purpose, to get what was mine and deal with the bitch later. I rode
on angry fumes and visions of vengeance, she brought this on herself, this was
none of my doing.
"Please,
please please, don't take my baby, please, do whatever you want to me but
please don't take him. He's all I've got."
Look at her,
still so innocent, even with the ravages of tears and tired eyes she was still
the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. But I wouldn't be drawn in, not again.
She was a viperous snake and I would do well to remember that.
I had a decision
to make though it was all about my son. Though the thought of her anywhere near
me made me sick to my stomach I couldn't leave his mother here like this. Yeah!
Maybe just maybe this would be better. Take her with me, that way I can keep
her close while I reek my vengeance on her.
"You can do
as you please but my son will not spend one more minute in this dump. You have
ten minutes to get your things together then we're leaving with or without
you."
I let the door
slam shut between us. In my fury I had forgotten a few things; like the fact
that there was no baby seat in my car, no food for him when he got hungry and
it was a good three hours drive home. When I'd received the final call telling
me where they were my only thought had been getting here, now I see I should've
stopped and planned. This was so unlike me, not to be prepared, but that was
the summation of my relationship with Amber everything taken by storm, no
planning, just spontaneous reaction.
I heard her
scurrying around in the old shack gathering her belongings, when she came out
the door her old Levi's hanging off her hips and what looked like...wait a
minute was that my shirt?
Chapter 3
Almost One Year
Earlier
So here I am on
the Isle of Crete. Mom had confiscated my laptop, work phones and anything that
had to do with work. I literally had to sneak my blackberry. The woman was
relentless.
I'd been pretty
tense on the way here, after having not taken a real break in almost eight
years it felt strange not having anything to do.
The first day I
was pretty antsy, I kept checking the Berry for anything from the office. I
suspect my mother had played the dragon lady with my assistant because there
was nothing, not a peep.
No ringing phone
with the latest crisis, no progress sheets, no deadlines. This was too fucking
weird.
Relax Stewart
it's a vacation; you know what that is, lie on the beach, soak up some rays,
and get sick on Ouzo. Good times.
The villa was
situated on one of the many secluded coves on the island. Well away from the
tourist traps and heavy traffic. The staff was instructed to provide for my
every need, much as they'd been doing for my family for the past forty years or
so. We'd spent many a summer here when I was a child. Guess that's why mom
chose this location, it held fond memories of carefree days and happiness.
By day three I
was hitting my
reported her to be carrying had to be his. Still there was a chance that it
could be mine and if that was the case I had to find him. And now the proof was
right here in my arms. I had a son. The only thing left to decide was what was
to become of his mother. Things had changed in the blink of an eye; my whole
life had just been rocked on its axis.
"For every
minute, of every day of the six weeks that he's been alive without me I will
make you pay. I turned and headed for the door. I had what I came for.
A keening wail
followed me out the door, faltering me in my steps. It sounded like a wounded
animal fighting to hold onto life. Looking over my shoulder I saw her in a
crumbled heap, crawling towards me. I wanted to leave her there.
For all the
heartache and pain she had caused me I wanted to walk away from her pain.
My son started
to fuss and cry in my arms. My heart swelled within my chest. My son.
For the first
time I kissed his little head holding him closer to me.
When I came here
I had one purpose, to get what was mine and deal with the bitch later. I rode
on angry fumes and visions of vengeance, she brought this on herself, this was
none of my doing.
"Please,
please please, don't take my baby, please, do whatever you want to me but
please don't take him. He's all I've got."
Look at her,
still so innocent, even with the ravages of tears and tired eyes she was still
the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. But I wouldn't be drawn in, not again.
She was a viperous snake and I would do well to remember that.
I had a decision
to make though it was all about my son. Though the thought of her anywhere near
me made me sick to my stomach I couldn't leave his mother here like this. Yeah!
Maybe just maybe this would be better. Take her with me, that way I can keep
her close while I reek my vengeance on her.
"You can do
as you please but my son will not spend one more minute in this dump. You have
ten minutes to get your things together then we're leaving with or without
you."
I let the door
slam shut between us. In my fury I had forgotten a few things; like the fact
that there was no baby seat in my car, no food for him when he got hungry and
it was a good three hours drive home. When I'd received the final call telling
me where they were my only thought had been getting here, now I see I should've
stopped and planned. This was so unlike me, not to be prepared, but that was
the summation of my relationship with Amber everything taken by storm, no
planning, just spontaneous reaction.
I heard her
scurrying around in the old shack gathering her belongings, when she came out
the door her old Levi's hanging off her hips and what looked like...wait a
minute was that my shirt?
Chapter 3
Almost One Year
Earlier
So here I am on
the Isle of Crete. Mom had confiscated my laptop, work phones and anything that
had to do with work. I literally had to sneak my blackberry. The woman was
relentless.
I'd been pretty
tense on the way here, after having not taken a real break in almost eight
years it felt strange not having anything to do.
The first day I
was pretty antsy, I kept checking the Berry for anything from the office. I
suspect my mother had played the dragon lady with my assistant because there
was nothing, not a peep.
No ringing phone
with the latest crisis, no progress sheets, no deadlines. This was too fucking
weird.
Relax Stewart
it's a vacation; you know what that is, lie on the beach, soak up some rays,
and get sick on Ouzo. Good times.
The villa was
situated on one of the many secluded coves on the island. Well away from the
tourist traps and heavy traffic. The staff was instructed to provide for my
every need, much as they'd been doing for my family for the past forty years or
so. We'd spent many a summer here when I was a child. Guess that's why mom
chose this location, it held fond memories of carefree days and happiness.
By day three I
was hitting my
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