I stopped for a while, checked in disbelief and saw my balance was zero. I called Michael over ten times, but he didn’t answer. He finally picked up on the thirteenth call.
“Michael…”
I barely said a word before the line was filled with a woman’s moans and a man’s muffled groans.
I stood frozen for three minutes, my mind spinning. When I came back to reality, the call had ended.
Pale and shaken, I called Uncle Peter. After paying, I took my father’s body to the crematorium.
I stepped out and smiled at him. “Uncle Peter, thank you.”
His eyes were full of sorrow. “Sweetie, I’ve seen you grow up. Your parents must be upset in heaven, seeing all the unfairness you’ve faced.”
“Whatever you want to do right now, just do it. I’ll always stand behind your Barkworth family.”
I never expected Uncle Peter to be so loyal to my family, all because of one meal my father gave him years ago.
I didn’t go back to the hospital. I went straight to the home I hadn’t visited in five years.
The first time I entered the code, it displayed an error. I tried again, but it still didn’t work.