Chapter Twenty-Four
1
Trevor hadn’t slept all night. He had been out walking all night. He didn’t tell Terry that he had left.
He had made his way to the cemetery as the sun was coming up. A couple of hours had gone by since he had arrived. All he could do was sit there.
Ashley’s death broke him. He believed there was nothing left for him to live for.
The cemetery was quiet. The sun was out and it was starting to warm up.
“Hello, old friend,” a voice said.
Trevor jumped to his feet. He knew the voice. How could Robert dare to come to his daughter’s grave?
“Well, how have you been?” Robert said.
Trevor turned to see Robert smiling. “What do you want?”
“Just been wondering,” Robert started. “I’ve been wondering how good it must be to fuck my child’s mom.”
“At least I didn’t have to rape her,” Trevor said.
Robert laughed. “You need to leave town.”
“Oh,” Trevor said. “Why’s that?”
“Things are about to change,” Robert said. “I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
“Who’s going to hurt me?” Trevor said. “You?”
“Just take my advance,” Robert said.
Robert turned and walked away. The sheriff was waiting by his cruiser at the cemetery’s entrance.
Trevor believed what Robert had said. Things were going to change around Anderson and possibly the world. It was like good and evil were taking sides.
2
Terry was in the living room nursery her son. She had finally given him a name. Patrick Olsen was name after her grandma.
She couldn’t believe that she was a mother. She had so many new things to deal with. There was a fear that she couldn’t be a good mother.
She wondered if her grandma would have accepted him. Patty Olsen didn’t believe in having kids out of wedlock.
Her heart told her that her grandma would have loved him. Patty Olsen was never quick to hate someone. It wasn’t the baby’s fault.
She also couldn’t help but wonder how Trevor would treat him. He hadn’t shown too much attention to Patrick so far. She hoped that would change.
Terry knew that Trevor was having a hard time with Ashley’s death. It might be hard for him to be around the baby for awhile. She thought it might help him and the baby a little.
There were plans to make a court appointment. She wanted to make sure that Robert would never see the child. She could see no reason why he deserved to see their son.
“As far as I am concerned,” Terry said. She looked down at her son. “You don’t have a father.”
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