I watched my wife leave the room, hurriedly but she looked very irritated. Thanks to her I got some time to clear up my unanswered questions.
Judging by the body language, Neil looked calmed. He displayed no sigh of discomfort rather he stood there in a carefree manner.
Now I'm utterly confused.
" So?" I raised my eyebrow while scratching my jawline. " You changed your mind, which is great. But where did all that courage come from?"
" Nothing man. I gave it a thought. He's my dad after all. I couldn't process the whole thing when you told me about it. Maybe I was in denial. Still I decided to have a chat with him, facing my gnarly assumptions." A perky fellow like Neil, made up his mind for the sake of truth and to reconstruct the family which was left shattered.
" Did it work?" I asked in curiosity. The urge of knowing the truth was making me restless.
