CHAPTER 131

The site wasn’t an actual site. It was just what I called my childhood home. It was a three hour drive from the city and sat on a large expanse of land. And I hadn’t been back there ever since I left for college. It was a grand house, and maybe if the walls weren’t tainted with my father's sins,

Maybe I would’ve loved it. I didn’t want to be there, but I felt like I needed to go back to the place where it all started in order to talk to my father, and I needed the long drive anyway. Dennis wasn’t with me, I had given him the day off. So I spent three hours in silence zipping through traffic and wondering what I would even say to my father. Sure I felt like killing the man, there had been many occasions where I had come close to doing it. But was that even the right course of action to take?

The house was pretty much the same as the last time I saw it when I arrived there. Still large, still daunting, and still obnoxiously expensive.

“Welcome sir, we’ve been expecting you. Your father