A Spirited Conversation

"I would definitely open the door if Doctor Escobar comes knocking. There's absolutely no way I would leave him outside and you know that" Kelly explained, trying to justify his reasons for shutting the door. 

Despite the departure of Dexter, Kelly still wasn't satisfied. Fear was written over his face. 

 He had a bad feeling that Dexter might be hiding somewhere, waiting for someone to open the door before showing up unannounced.

"Kelly? Can you please come forward? I want to have a word with you," George called out in fatigue and went into a silent mode. He completely lost his voice and strength to yell at Kelly.

 George recently underwent a serious heart operation the previous night. It may take a while before he returns to winning ways again. For that reason, he's trying his best not to get into a heated argument with anyone and that's precisely what Kelly is doing to him.

"I sincerely don't want to engage in a heated argument with you. You know about my condition, don't you? Why are you making life difficult for me? I still don't understand your mission here." George managed to speak after hoarding the utterances for some couple of minutes.

In normal circumstances, he would have ignored Kelly's antics but for some reason, he was forced to speak. He feels that Kelly was hiding something. He just can't wrap his head around it. Whatever it is Kelly was hiding, George was prepared to find out soon. 

Kelly edged closer to George just to protect his secret. He knew that it was only a matter of time before George uncovers his secret.

"The door is shut now. I did as you instructed. You have nothing to worry about anymore. I apologize if I have caused you any inconvenience."

 Kelly apologized the moment he returned to George. He showed a bit of remorse to prove to George that he was truly sorry. 

Unbothered by his sudden change of mind, George asked. "Why do I believe you are hiding something from me? Where's my son?" 

"Your son?" Kelly stuttered and pretended not to know what George was talking about.

"Really, Kelly?

Are we going to do this right now? Why do you keep acting this way? Are you going to pretend as though you don't know who I'm talking about?" George applied the pressure. He was sick and tired of acting calm towards Kelly. He noticed that Kelly was taking advantage of his calmness. 

"Oh, Dexter?" Kelly finally regained himself.

"Sorry, my bad. 

I had no idea you were talking about him. He left this morning," Kelly added.

"Dexter this morning and you expect me to believe you? How was that even possible? Try another joke, please. This one isn't working." George sparked outrageously. It took a while before he could respond as he spent more time thinking about Kelly's explanation.

"Exactly what I said, George. My daughter left this morning. I asked her to go home. If you're doubting me, you can call Dexter and find out for yourself. I have no reason to lie to you," Kelly further buttressed. From the outside, he might speak with confidence but deep down, he was praying so hard that George won't proceed to call Dexter over the phone.

"I can't believe Dexter left without coming to see me first. Have I become so terrible that my son won't even have regard for me anymore?" George bemoaned. His eyes were reddish. It was only a matter of time before tears started dropping down his cheek. 

Kelly faced the opposite direction to smile. He knew for sure that his lie worked on George. 

Never for once, did he think it was gonna workout, hence his restless heartbeat. 

"Don't say that, George. It wasn't your fault that it turned out this way. I'm pretty sure that you've done your best to raise your sons to the men you want them to become," Kelly advised. He was trying to make up for the lie to avoid George from asking more implicating questions. 

"Can I advise you as a friend? I don't know how it would sound to you," Kelly suggested.

"Go on with it,' George consented without having to think about it. 

"Once you get discharged, call your son and have a deep conversation with him. I am pretty sure that you two would be able to sort out your difference," Kelly implored. His utterances were too notched. George witnessed another version of Kelly that hasn't been witnessed before.

"I am quite impressed with how you stood up for me," George admitted. He couldn't help but applaud Kelly for his brilliance.

"It's good to know that you still got that magic in you. I want you to know that I never stopped trusting your guts. I also wanna use this opportunity to apologize for denying you the life you would have wanted for yourself," George spoke tirelessly and got Kelly confused. The latter couldn't understand what George was talking about. 

"Now you're messing with my head. This isn't about Dexter, is it?" Asked, Kelly. He tried to rack his head and ended up losing a few brain cells.

"It's not about Dexter. 

I thought you understand what I am talking about," George clarified. It still wasn't enough to make Kelly understand what was really going on.

"I don't exactly follow. 

If it's not about Dexter, then who are you talking about?"

"Hold on a second.

Your daughter didn't tell you?" 

George proceeded to mess with Kelly's head with yet another provocative question.

Leaning towards George, Kelly gazed. "Can you get on with this immediately? If I knew what you were talking about, I wouldn't be asking you about it. My reaction should make you understand that I'm lost in deep thoughts,"

"Your daughter, Ciara had an intended conversation with me the day you were at my Mansion trying to convince Dexter to come over. And trust me, it wasn't funny," George provided an insight. He paused afterward to catch his breath. He carefully selected his utterances to avoid getting on Kelly's nerves. He already saw how gutted Kelly had become.