-- Grizelda --I stared blankly out of my bedroom window, arms folded across my chest, as I watched the gray clouds become darker by the second as it prepared to rain. It had been three months since Alexander was away.Leo’s laughter echoed faintly from the backyard. He was chasing something. Probably the stray dog he’d adopted without asking me. But I didn't mind. As long as it helped distract his mind from his father. He had been going on strolls a lot lately, while being accompanied of course. But not by me. I had work most of the time, but once in a while, I made sure to be the one taking him on one of those strolls. I couldn't bare to keep him locked indoors for too long.The air was cool yet something twisted tight in my chest. That emptiness again. The one I refused to accept.“Mom!” Leo yelled, his voice interrupting the silence around me. “Can Bucky come inside? It’s starting to rain!”I only forced a smile and called back. “Wipe his paws this time!”“Okay!”I heard his retre
-- Alexander --Leo peeked out from behind Margaret. His big eyes landing on mine. I knelt down to his level."Hey." I said softly. "You okay?"He nodded slowly. "She was yelling a whole lot.""I know, buddy. But it's over now."He sprang forward and hugged me tight around my neck. I closed my eyes for a split second, enjoying the way he showed his appreciation and somehow wishing he would even hold me longer than that as if trying to show me that he loved me more than words could ever admit.When he chose to release me, I stretched out my hand. "Where's mommy's phone?" It was in his hands all along as I had first noticed and he dropped it carefully into mine. "Good boy." I smiled.I stood and locked eyes with Grizelda. I handed her the phone and she took it before whispering, "Thank you. He must have taken it while he was behind me."I nodded with a half grin. "Thankfully so."Two weeks later, I found myself standing in front of her mansion as I rang the bell and waited for someone t
-- Alexander --While I was busy at work, a message from Grizelda came in. I almost missed it but thankfully my phone was nearby and I noticed when the screen lit up. Or rather, I almost ignored it, but then I grabbed my phone to check what the text was all about.The message took me by surprise as I ran my eyes over each word."Hey, Dad. Mommy's in trouble. Come quick!" There was an address attached to the message.It led to the same amusement park that Margaret had decided to take Spencer to and spend some grandmother and grandson time with him, admitting that she had barely given him enough of her attention for a couple of days now.My heart raced.I didn't wait to think much about it. I felt worried already. I grabbed my keys, ignoring the meeting waiting down the hall as I stormed out of my office. Outside, Nicholas called after me, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. Not when Leo sounded scared enough to text me from Grizelda’s phone.Traffic seemed worse than ever. My grip tightened
-- Grizelda --"I don't have time for this." I said and pulled Leo along with me but Lucy squeezed her fingers around my wrist before I could run fast enough from the problem she was about to cause."Where do you think you're going, bitch?" She cursed, her eyes blazing."Hey!" Leo spoke up in my defense. "Can you be careful with the words you choose when speaking to my mom?""If you know what's good for you kid, you'll shut up before I use the same words on you too.""Lucy!" I snapped and yanked my hand away from her grip. "Don't even dare talk to my son like that.""Or you'll do what?" She folded her hands. "Call the cops on me? What are you? The president's daughter?""This is not even the right time for us to be fighting or having any arguments. I simply came here to have a nice time with my son, so why can't you just let me be and postpone your urge to cause problems for later?""Oh, no, no, no." She shook her head. "I've had enough time letting you go scot free. Not this time. No
-- Grizelda --The next morning, I forced Leo to get dressed and made him seat in the car. He wasn't frowning. Wasn't squeezing his face. He was just there, staring out the car window. I hadn't seen him smile at anything ever since our conversation yesterday. He carried an empty look in his eyes all through and it scared me to death at what was wrong with him. I was desperate to lighten up his mood.I took him first to the book store to get more comic books for him but he refused to pick any of his favorites. He just stared and let me choose for him instead, nodding at everything when I popped up the question."Do you like this?""Okay.""What about this?""Okay."I sighed, my shoulders sagging as I held the books in my hands. "Leo, please tell me what you want.""I don't know what I want." He rubbed his eyes and stared down at the floor. "I like them all."He was lying. But I went to the counter and bought them all regardless.Next, I took him to the toy store, urging him to pick any
-- Alexander --I stepped into the house late, tired from work. I began to pull my tie even before I got to my bedroom door. Within seconds, I stood behind the door, pulled it open, took two steps inside and froze. The room was dimly lit with candles and Lucy stood in the middle, far enough from the bed, in lingerie. Her legs crossed under her as she held a bottle of wine and an empty glass cup."Hi." She smiled as soon as we made eye contact. "I knew you would be coming home soon, so I decided to prepare a little something for you. You like?"I cleared my throat. "I want the lights on.""You don't like the candles?""Lucy." I pronounced harshly. "I'm not ready to play any games with you. Just turn on the lights and blow those candles off." I instructed with the wave of my hand while walking to my wardrobe to have a change of outfit."Fine, I will. But after you have a little wine. It might cool your nerves." She said, filling the glass cup while tilting the bottle of wine into it. "Y