Gerald arrived home, thoughtfully took off his tie and jacket, took Tony's photograph in his hands, and looked at him tenderly.

"I'm not going to let anyone hurt you, much less let that bastard Raymond Wilson take my place," he said, "we're going to be together, and I'm going to teach you so many things." He blinked and his voice cracked. “I will not be the same as my father,” he assured.

Then he looked at the photo of Myriam, and snorted, there he understood that this woman would have to go be