Regrets & Visions

JAVIER

The longer the conversation went on, the worse I felt about myself, the things I had done, and how I had handled matters with Bastien.

All along, he had been carrying all this on his shoulders alone, standing tall for all of us and at the same time, shielding us from an untold number of dangers that have been lurking around us all this while.

I remembered the way I had treated him since he came back into our life and I was ashamed of myself.

I should have known that the loving and caring father who raised me would not forget about me in a hurry and abandon me and Ivan.

Grief and anger had a way of twisting things and blinding people to certain things and I fell victim to their influence.

I let grief, anger, and Uncle Harold convince me that my dad – Bastien had somehow forgotten and left us when in reality he never did.

How could I make this right? Even Ivan who was at the beginning angrier at Bastien than I had found a way to put it behind him and love him again, what was m