“Because the children wanted to see the ocean. I did this for them, not for Chris.”
“He abandoned us, Dad.”
“I know. I still haven’t forgiven him. But when he found out about Ben’s illness, he came to my house. He didn’t even step inside. He stood at the door and told me he was asking for only one thing—to let him arrange this trip for them.”
I ended the call.
Ben was sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Did Daddy leave us because Lily got sick?”
Lily immediately looked at him.
I knelt in front of my children.
“No. Not because of either of you. Your father got scared and made a very bad decision.”
Lily was quiet for several seconds.
“And now he’s downstairs?”
I nodded.
“Do you want to see him?”
Ben didn’t answer.
There was such a serious expression on his face that, for a moment, I forgot he was only six years old.
