I received several calls from my mother and other phone numbers. I had no intention of answering them after what had happened. I was even more frustrated when I remembered those words coming from my father: "I will know what I do or don't do with you!"
That phrase kept repeating over and over in my head. I had wasted almost four hours of my time going to see them to their house, only to realise that I would not change. It was the last chance he would give his father. If his father didn't do it, he would be left alone with two children by his side.
A message from my sister appeared on the car's screen:
"How did it go? I guess you already went to the house outside the city. I'm sorry I made you drive so far only to deal with this matter. Are you okay?"
I lined up the car so as not to cau
