‘Please don’t put a lot,’ he said still pleading.
I filled the plate and maintained a straight face. Actually this is how we do daily for him to eat.
He kept eating and complaining at the same time.
‘Table manners. You don’t talk while eating,’ I said and he kept quiet.
After eating I hugged him and placed him on my laps. It’s time to tell him the truth.
‘Darling,’ I called and he looked at me.
I’m so nervous, I don’t know how he will react.
I looked and Martin and he winked at me.
‘He is….,’ I started but couldn’t comprehend a full sentence. Roy was just staring at me.
‘He is your dad,’ I said and he stared at me with an expressionless face.
He looked at me and back to him several times before speaking.
‘He is the one who went to look for money?’ he asked with no expression.
I nodded and he left my lap.
‘How much did you make?’ he asked facing Martin.
‘I’m sorry, I never wanted to leave,’ Martin said.
I saw tears his eyes and he ran upstairs. I tried calling him but he didn’t stop.
Martin stood and wanted to follow him but I stopped him.
‘Let me talk to him,’ I said and went after him. I got to his door but it was locked.
I knocked but he didn’t answer.