Chapter 106. Peters rebirth

Peter left a puzzled John and walked to his car. He didn't care if John thought he was the real deal or not. He was willing to make amends. He needed to get his daughter back. He wasted eighteen years blaming her for something no one had control over. It was never her fault. He now knew this and he regretted not being there for her when she needed him. He regretted not giving her the love she deserved. He hoped it was nt too late. But now he had Martha. She never left his side, no matter what. She stood by him, stood with him but never against him. He needed to make amends with her before he took a trip down memory lane. 

He stopped in front of the flower stand. 

''May I have eighteen red roses?'',He asked the little old lady selling flowers.

She handed him eighteen crisp blood red roses in a paper. Peter looked at the wrapping,taking out a silk white hankerchief he wrapped the boquet and discarded the paper. He smiled at the beautiful boquet. A simple