36.
Cold Hard Gratitude
Later that day Sam stopped by my
office. He stared at his shoes, rocking
forward, then side to side. Finally Sam told me his father had hired a lawyer
to help him regain custody of his son.
“Do you mean visitation?” I asked. “You
said ‘custody.’” Sam confirmed he meant
custody. The lawyer had a reputation for
being corrupt but well-connected. He had
promised to use whatever means, legal or otherwise, to reunite Sam with his
son.
“All I have to do is go along,” Sam
said. “I know it’s shady. I thought I
was done with shady, but just once more, for good reason.” He couldn’t look at me when he said it. My heart broke for him. He clearly loved his son, and regretted all
he had done to lose him. He desperately
wanted him back. On the other hand, he
knew he was headed back down a dark path.
Over the years I had developed many types of gratitude
lists. The coldest was my list of people
I was grateful I was not. I added Sam to
that list.
Today I will make a list of people I’m grateful I’m not.
Writing My New Story © 2015 by Ken Montrose
(Just a reminder: Writing
My New Story is a work of fiction.
Any resemblance to anyone you might know is purely coincidental.)
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