He told me that he had been ashamed because he saw his son cleaning floors and only thought of how it made him look.
“I didn’t see you because I didn’t want to see the truth,” he admitted while tears slipped down his face.
I told him that he had failed me, and he nodded because he finally had nothing left to hide behind.
I left the hospital and eventually moved out of the city to start a new life away from the shadows of Fairhaven Cove.
I realized that freedom is not the absence of a past, but it is when the past is no longer allowed to drive your life.
I kept going forward and finally felt light, like a man who had set down a heavy box he had carried for far too long.
THE END.
