Chapter 49
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"You do not know what you're saying," he breathed. With these words he turned away and hastily left the room.
Sam heard the front door pop loudly. She looked at Anita uncomprehendingly. This began to clear the dishes together. Sam spoke to her cautiously. "Anita?"
"He'll be back." Anita carried the dishes to the sink and began with loud noise to push the leftovers into the garbage chute. "Go for a walk Sam."
Sam stared at Anita's repellent back. She left the house and turned right. Maybe she would do a walk to the lake quite well. Sam was happy to leave the hostile atmosphere behind. Happy with her bitter purchased freedom in this wonderful environment, she walked out powerfully.
Surely only a difference of opinion between the two. No wonder, by what had destroyed her perfect family world. Sam did not know much about relationships and their crises. For the first time, she was glad that she was alone and did not have to consider anyone.
After about 10 minutes, Sam reached the lake shore. She took off the silly ballerinas, settled on a sandy ledge and held her bare feet in the cool water. She stretched her face toward the warm rays of the midday sun.
If Miguel and Anita left to fetch the children, she would disappear unobtrusively. She did not want to burden them unnecessarily with her presence. With Sam in mind, they would never forget the cruel experiences of their children. They were even. Sam had killed Miguel's brother and in return Sam had helped Sam escape. A clean cut would do everyone good. In addition, Sam had to take care of the fulfillment of their oath.
Sam blinked angrily as she felt a shadow move against the sun. There had not been any clouds in the sky.
Miguel stood beside her and looked gravely down at her.
"I am sorry that I have witnessed your quarrel." Sam stuttered embarrassed.
Miguel sighed and sat next to Sam. "It's been like that for eight months." He crossed his legs and hung his head. "She's embarrassed that the kids are not alone with me in a room, making flimsy excuses so I can not get the kids to bed." He sighed.
"She really thinks I could be like my brother ..." he halted haltingly.
Sam was not very good at comforting. So she replied woodenly, "That's not what she means."
Miguel laughed bitterly, "Everything is fine with me, she's the one who's not all right anymore."
Sam felt obliged to Anita. "Miguel, she is a mother, she suffers and ..."
Miguel interrupted her violently. "Do you know what she has for you, a job, do you think we just went to California like that?" He pushed the air through his nose loudly. "Did she tell you how she runs into the church every day, puts out a candle for you because she thinks that God has sent you to bring his punishment on those who take care of children? Did she tell you, that it is your destiny to kill these people and theirs to help you with that? "
After this lecture, he ran with all ten fingers through his cropped hair. "I am a man of law, not a man of God, I have had to be unfaithful to many of my principles, but I can not support this madness, it is on the brink of a precipice and on the verge of taking the next step." He looked at Sam. "And she will drag you down with her."
Sam had been listening in silence to his words. She rose and looked down at Miguel. "I've looked into the deepest abyss, I swore to Jessica's death bed to stop those perverted assholes, I owe her and me."
Sam raised his voice. "You miserable coward, you should be proud of your wife, would you judge her if the bodies of your children were in the ground?" You resist me. "
Miguel looked sadly at Sam. "You are both fanatical - you deserve each other." He got up and brushed the sand off his pants. "Tell Anita I will never bring the children here, I will not let them."
Sam turned and ran back to the house. She was eager to hear what information Anita had in her luggage. The wind blew her long hair out of her heated face. 'For Jessica' Sam thought 'for Jessica'.
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"You do not know what you're saying," he breathed. With these words he turned away and hastily left the room.
Sam heard the front door pop loudly. She looked at Anita uncomprehendingly. This began to clear the dishes together. Sam spoke to her cautiously. "Anita?"
"He'll be back." Anita carried the dishes to the sink and began with loud noise to push the leftovers into the garbage chute. "Go for a walk Sam."
Sam stared at Anita's repellent back. She left the house and turned right. Maybe she would do a walk to the lake quite well. Sam was happy to leave the hostile atmosphere behind. Happy with her bitter purchased freedom in this wonderful environment, she walked out powerfully.
Surely only a difference of opinion between the two. No wonder, by what had destroyed her perfect family world. Sam did not know much about relationships and their crises. For the first time, she was glad that she was alone and did not have to consider anyone.
After about 10 minutes, Sam reached the lake shore. She took off the silly ballerinas, settled on a sandy ledge and held her bare feet in the cool water. She stretched her face toward the warm rays of the midday sun.
If Miguel and Anita left to fetch the children, she would disappear unobtrusively. She did not want to burden them unnecessarily with her presence. With Sam in mind, they would never forget the cruel experiences of their children. They were even. Sam had killed Miguel's brother and in return Sam had helped Sam escape. A clean cut would do everyone good. In addition, Sam had to take care of the fulfillment of their oath.
Sam blinked angrily as she felt a shadow move against the sun. There had not been any clouds in the sky.
Miguel stood beside her and looked gravely down at her.
"I am sorry that I have witnessed your quarrel." Sam stuttered embarrassed.
Miguel sighed and sat next to Sam. "It's been like that for eight months." He crossed his legs and hung his head. "She's embarrassed that the kids are not alone with me in a room, making flimsy excuses so I can not get the kids to bed." He sighed.
"She really thinks I could be like my brother ..." he halted haltingly.
Sam was not very good at comforting. So she replied woodenly, "That's not what she means."
Miguel laughed bitterly, "Everything is fine with me, she's the one who's not all right anymore."
Sam felt obliged to Anita. "Miguel, she is a mother, she suffers and ..."
Miguel interrupted her violently. "Do you know what she has for you, a job, do you think we just went to California like that?" He pushed the air through his nose loudly. "Did she tell you how she runs into the church every day, puts out a candle for you because she thinks that God has sent you to bring his punishment on those who take care of children? Did she tell you, that it is your destiny to kill these people and theirs to help you with that? "
After this lecture, he ran with all ten fingers through his cropped hair. "I am a man of law, not a man of God, I have had to be unfaithful to many of my principles, but I can not support this madness, it is on the brink of a precipice and on the verge of taking the next step." He looked at Sam. "And she will drag you down with her."
Sam had been listening in silence to his words. She rose and looked down at Miguel. "I've looked into the deepest abyss, I swore to Jessica's death bed to stop those perverted assholes, I owe her and me."
Sam raised his voice. "You miserable coward, you should be proud of your wife, would you judge her if the bodies of your children were in the ground?" You resist me. "
Miguel looked sadly at Sam. "You are both fanatical - you deserve each other." He got up and brushed the sand off his pants. "Tell Anita I will never bring the children here, I will not let them."
Sam turned and ran back to the house. She was eager to hear what information Anita had in her luggage. The wind blew her long hair out of her heated face. 'For Jessica' Sam thought 'for Jessica'.
"You do not know what you're saying," he breathed. With these words he turned away and hastily left the room.Sam heard the front door pop loudly. She looked at Anita uncomprehendingly. This began to clear the dishes together. Sam spoke to her cautiously. "Anita?""He'll be back." Anita carried the dishes to the sink and began with loud noise to push the leftovers into the garbage chute. "Go for a walk Sam."Sam stared at Anita's repellent back. She left the house and turned right. Maybe she would do a walk to the lake quite well. Sam was happy to leave the hostile atmosphere behind. Happy with her bitter purchased freedom in this wonderful environment, she walked out powerfully.Surely only a difference of opinion between the two. No wonder, by what had destroyed her perfect family world. Sam did not know much about relationships and their crises. For the first time, she was glad that she was alone and did not have to consider anyone.After about 10 minutes, Sam reached the lake shore. She took off the silly ballerinas, settled on a sandy ledge and held her bare feet in the cool water. She stretched her face toward the warm rays of the midday sun.If Miguel and Anita left to fetch the children, she would disappear unobtrusively. She did not want to burden them unnecessarily with her presence. With Sam in mind, they would never forget the cruel experiences of their children. They were even. Sam had killed Miguel's brother and in return Sam had helped Sam escape. A clean cut would do everyone good. In addition, Sam had to take care of the fulfillment of their oath.Sam blinked angrily as she felt a shadow move against the sun. There had not been any clouds in the sky.Miguel stood beside her and looked gravely down at her."I am sorry that I have witnessed your quarrel." Sam stuttered embarrassed.Miguel sighed and sat next to Sam. "It's been like that for eight months." He crossed his legs and hung his head. "She's embarrassed that the kids are not alone with me in a room, making flimsy excuses so I can not get the kids to bed." He sighed."She really thinks I could be like my brother ..." he halted haltingly.Sam was not very good at comforting. So she replied woodenly, "That's not what she means."Miguel laughed bitterly, "Everything is fine with me, she's the one who's not all right anymore."Sam felt obliged to Anita. "Miguel, she is a mother, she suffers and ..."Miguel interrupted her violently. "Do you know what she has for you, a job, do you think we just went to California like that?" He pushed the air through his nose loudly. "Did she tell you how she runs into the church every day, puts out a candle for you because she thinks that God has sent you to bring his punishment on those who take care of children? Did she tell you, that it is your destiny to kill these people and theirs to help you with that? "After this lecture, he ran with all ten fingers through his cropped hair. "I am a man of law, not a man of God, I have had to be unfaithful to many of my principles, but I can not support this madness, it is on the brink of a precipice and on the verge of taking the next step." He looked at Sam. "And she will drag you down with her."Sam had been listening in silence to his words. She rose and looked down at Miguel. "I've looked into the deepest abyss, I swore to Jessica's death bed to stop those perverted assholes, I owe her and me."Sam raised his voice. "You miserable coward, you should be proud of your wife, would you judge her if the bodies of your children were in the ground?" You resist me. "Miguel looked sadly at Sam. "You are both fanatical - you deserve each other." He got up and brushed the sand off his pants. "Tell Anita I will never bring the children here, I will not let them."Sam turned and ran back to the house. She was eager to hear what information Anita had in her luggage. The wind blew her long hair out of her heated face. 'For Jessica' Sam thought 'for Jessica'.
