It was our daughter's birthday, and we were waiting for him to take us to Disneyland.
When he didn't show up, I called him.
He said he was at the hospital for an emergency and told us to go without him.
Later, I checked his phone and found out he was with Maria on our daughter's birthday.
[Aiden, when I was cutting vegetables, I thought about our time together and accidentally cut my finger.]
Maria had texted, along with a photo of a small cut.
I laughed bitterly. By the time Aiden arrived, it had already healed.
Yet, he still left me and our daughter to be with Maria.
I brought my daughter's urn to her hometown.
There were over 20 tables set up.
"Aiden, you’re so lucky to have such a promising daughter. She scored 1570 on the exam and can easily choose a top university.” said a relative.
“It’s all in the genes. Aiden was an excellent student, so his children are bound to be excellent too.”
“The Stewart family grows stronger with each generation.”
“Kathy is so smart!.”
Friends and relatives complimented him.
Aiden looked very happy and proud.
"Will Kathy go to Harvard and Cambridge.?" asked Aiden's cousin Benjamin.