" What do you mean ?.. We have a son?!", Harold questioned.
He wanted to know everything, when , why , who but he was too excited that he couldn't think straight until he heard her words.
"He is dead.. they killed him!".
Harold looked at Bernadette and she could see the excitement draining and pain filled his face.
" Dead..", he managed to speak up after a few seconds as he swallowed the huge lump which had formed in his throat. His voice breaking up as tears swelled up in his eyes.
"Please tell me everything ., what do you mean.?", he said looking at Bernadette.
She felt bad for him , over the years she had managed to slowly get over the lost and pain plus she had Mia who was part of her son, but Harold was learning everything now after so many years.
She slowly took in a deep bre
