Epilogue

Neil took his car keys ready to set off for an evening drive. Since he arrived back in the country for Christmas, he never spent time alone. It was either his mum constantly calling him or….

“Dad!” He heard his young son scream his name from up the stairs. His wife, Susanna followed, jogging down in her casual wear.

“Vixen, stop running!” She tried to catch up with the 7 year old. There was no point. The boy was way too fast.

“Dad, I want you to fix the lego set again,” the child grumbled, holding a piece of lego. Neil nodded and pecked him on the cheek.

“Sure, I will do that,” he agreed with a nod. “But let me take a quick drive first,”

“No, Dad,” his child stumped his feet stubbornly. “I want you to do it now.”

Neil wasn’t sure of what to do. How the hell could he do this? He didn’t want to hurt his son’s feelings, nor was he ready to sacrifice his evening drive as he always does.

“Fine, I can….” He wanted to accept, as he took the Lego piece from him. Susanna stopped him.

“No