FORSAKEN SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX

“I just don’t know what I need to do, Hope,” I told the man as I lay on a couch that was the design of those in therapy offices. While Hope sat on a chair, making this even better for my cause.

After my talk with both Joseph and Carl. Then, talk with Carnage, I realized I needed help. I needed some time away from all of them and just to talk to someone that does care about my feelings. Someone that will help me understand what I’m going through. Well, not fully, but it was kind of his job. Give hope to people. Tell them to keep holding on to dear life.

“Well, tell me what you feel about her? Why you allowed her in your life without fully forgiving her,” he asked as he wrote in his book. He was fully a therapist. Crazy old man.

“Sometimes I think I only did it because all of you kept telling me to give her a chance in your own ways. Because I wanted to give her a chance. Because we never give up on family. I think that is one of the reasons I did let her in my life again,” I explained