Twenty nine

Andrew,went shopping,and got the necessary things for Tricia, before he returned to work. Earlier in the morning, Maryanne, already sent him the doctor's report for Alex, Andrew, was greatly moved seeing the boy has such problem. He felt his mind going out of place.

He sat still, looking at the bunch of papers on his desk while he thought of how much pain Alex, might be going through. He hated himself for not knowing so much about that. He believed to have loved his wife and cared for his son, working endlessly to give them a life, but, he never knew his son has such chronic sickness.

“Maybe, I was really wrong. I was wrong big time.”

He said to himself, running his hands roughly through his hair.

He stood and stared at the window, before staring back at his phone to see the report.

He began, thinking of ways to compensate Alex, of not Maryanne, because, even Maryanne, had done him wrong too. He thought of getting Alex, to live with him, while he takes care of everything, but,that did