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187 The Call that Broke the Feud 1

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“He didn’t open the door,” Herbert’s voice was raw with complaint on the other end. “We went to him, just as you said. He heard us and locked us out. What kind of son does that?”

Mr. Garfield watched his own son - patient, caring, standing with his son in his arms - and felt a profound weariness. “Herbert,” he said, his voice low and steady. “What did you expect? A parade? You showed up once, unannounced, after days of distance. Did you think one knock would erase it all?”

"Huh!" Herbert shrieked.

“You asked me what to do,” Mr. Garfield continued into the phone, his eyes on his son. “I told you: show up. I didn’t say he would let you in. I said you had to be there. So be there. Tomorrow. And the day after. Now, goodnight.”

He placed the phone down. The apartment was quiet, the joyful chaos of minutes ago replaced by the silent echo of a friend’s frustration. The lesson, it seemed, was far from over.

Back at Mr. Garfield’s Apartment

Mr. Garfield held the phone away from his ear for a
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    Back in his office, Brian watched it all unfold on the monitor - his father’s proud arrival, his mother’s observant posture at the window, the grateful parents shepherding their children away. A deep, quiet joy filled him. It was no longer just a project or a logistical puzzle. On the screen, he saw a community forming, a family legacy in action, and his own son right at the heart of it. Every checked box on his list had helped build that moment. He leaned back, the weight of responsibility lifting, replaced by pure, unguarded satisfaction.Mr. Garfield’s ApartmentHis pride would be complete if his grandson, just two years and seven months old, simply played with joy.“You’re dreaming of trophies for a toddler,” Charity said gently from the doorway.“A grandfather can hope,” Frederick replied, smiling.She shook her head fondly. “The fun is the point.”He knew she was right. Whether his grandson scored or simply laughed, seeing him on that field - a part of something built by Brian,

  • Brian's Poisoned Vow – Forced to Wed, Determined to Kill    190 The Football Game

    Premier EstateFour months had passed since the wedding. Paschal had married Tonia in a proper ceremony, and she now carried the soft, promising curve of pregnancy. With Magdalene finally subdued, his life had settled into a new and peaceful shape. He had resumed his work, and Sean was occupied with school and his ambassadorial duties.Andrea, however, remained a relentless anchor for the family. He would not let Magdalene be. The justice system allowed her a threadbare freedom, but he was determined to ensure she was too incapacitated to scheme further. He tracked her to her new workplace with the help of the police.“Officers, I demand she prove her vile accusation,” Andrea stated coldly. “Her lies branded me a murderer and cost me my wife.”Arrested and charged, Magdalene was brought before the court. The fight had left her, now she wished only to survive. From a television in her master’s house, she had been forced to witness the ruin of all her designs - the funeral for Priscilla

  • Brian's Poisoned Vow – Forced to Wed, Determined to Kill    189 The Call that Broke the Feud 3

    Brian and Valerie exchanged a knowing look, a silent conversation passing between them. The mission they’d conceived in the quiet of their bedroom had succeeded beyond what they’d dared to hope.In The BedroomHerbert emerged from the bathroom, unsurprised to find his wife already gone. He dressed mechanically, called for his car, and headed toward the parlor for his favorite breakfast - the one small, reliable pleasure he expected from the day.As he entered the hallway, the joy in the parlor reached him. Then he heard his wife’s voice, warm and bright in a way it hadn’t been in weeks.“Hubby, our Shana is here.”The words hit him like a physical force, stopping him mid-stride. Our Shana?He moved quickly to the parlor entrance, his polished shoes silent on the tiles. The scene before him was both impossible and disarming - his wife standing proudly beside the young woman from the wedding - Shana, while Brian and Valerie watched, their twins playing quietly nearby. The air in the roo

  • Brian's Poisoned Vow – Forced to Wed, Determined to Kill    188 The Call that Broke the Feud 2

    Once in the courtyard, Brian called his father. Frederick saw his son’s name flash on the screen, and a jolt of unease shot through him - last night’s tense exchange was still fresh. Thinking Brian meant to resume the argument, he let the call time out but the phone rang again.Disturbed by the call, "What’s the matter?” Charity blurted.“It’s your son,” Frederick said, more curtly than he intended, pushing the phone toward her. He regretted the words instantly.“So, he’s my son now?” Her voice wavered. “Just because I never had a daughter?” Old, tender wounds resurfaced in her tone.“Hey,” Frederick breathed, recognizing the misstep.Before he could soften his words, the phone rang again - Brian, persistent. Frederick decided to tackle the simpler problem first.“Hello,” he answered, his voice guarded.“Good morning, Dad,” Brian said, his tone void of any trace of last night’s friction.Hearing no edge in his son’s voice, Frederick relaxed. “Good morning, son. What is it?”“I don’t w

  • Brian's Poisoned Vow – Forced to Wed, Determined to Kill    187 The Call that Broke the Feud 1

    “He didn’t open the door,” Herbert’s voice was raw with complaint on the other end. “We went to him, just as you said. He heard us and locked us out. What kind of son does that?”Mr. Garfield watched his own son - patient, caring, standing with his son in his arms - and felt a profound weariness. “Herbert,” he said, his voice low and steady. “What did you expect? A parade? You showed up once, unannounced, after days of distance. Did you think one knock would erase it all?”"Huh!" Herbert shrieked. “You asked me what to do,” Mr. Garfield continued into the phone, his eyes on his son. “I told you: show up. I didn’t say he would let you in. I said you had to be there. So be there. Tomorrow. And the day after. Now, goodnight.”He placed the phone down. The apartment was quiet, the joyful chaos of minutes ago replaced by the silent echo of a friend’s frustration. The lesson, it seemed, was far from over.Back at Mr. Garfield’s ApartmentMr. Garfield held the phone away from his ear for a

  • Brian's Poisoned Vow – Forced to Wed, Determined to Kill    186 The Call that Broke the Feud

    Mr. Garfield’s smile softened. Just as the child’s fingers brushed the phone, he reached down and scooped him onto his lap. “Careful, Captain,” he rumbled warmly. “That might be a dragon.”Keeping his grandson settled against him, he answered the call. “Herbert,” he said, his voice losing none of its warmth but gaining a note of grounded attention.On the other end, Herbert’s voice was uncharacteristically thin, stripped of its usual bravado. “Frederick. I… we need to talk. I don’t know how to fix this.”Little Brian, captivated by the serious tone, stared up at his grandfather’s face. Mr. Garfield’s eyes grew thoughtful as he listened to the quiet desperation of his old friend.“You start,” Mr. Garfield said simply, his gaze drifting to where Little Valerie was trying to stack blocks on the sleeping dog’s back, “by remembering he’s your son, not a business negotiation. And you call him.”“What if he doesn’t answer?” The fear in Herbert’s voice was palpable.“Then you go to him. You s

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