“You have not answered me.” Dr. Aldrich said once we entered the room. I don’t even know why I had to follow him here. I should have gone to the queue for dinner or taken a breather at the beach.
I turned to him, and I remembered the reason we had not talked for two days. “He is your son. Don’t you care at all what happens to him?”
“You don’t understand what it feels like to be caught up in the middle of you two.” He began his voice, holding a lot of emotions that he was hiding. “As a father, I want a disciplined son, someone I can be proud to call my own. I am trying to straighten Vincent through all means possible. While as a man, I want to stand up for you. I won’t stand and watch anyone hurt you, even if that person is my own son.”
“Can’t you see that the more you fight him because
