Divorce
"You
know, Mr. MacLeod", Leo said, opening a cola bottle, "That really
sucks."
Leo was one of the teenagers MacLeod trained in a
fencing group in the nearest school, just to keep busy. Boy's
parents were in the middle of divorce case now, and he didn't have
anyone else to complain.
"Mom doesn't want me to see Dad, and
she keeps telling me those terrible things about him… I mean, they
can be true, but he's still my Dad, isn't he? And I feel that I
betray Dad when I start believing Mom, and I feel that I betray her
when I go to see Dad, and I don't want to choose, and…"
MacLeod
nodded. Strange, but he really understood the kid. During his own
adolescence there was no such thing as a divorce, yet Leo's
emotions were so familiar… Why? Realization suddenly dawned, and
Duncan choked on his juice. Seeing Methos and Cassandra as a
divorcing couple and himself as a son they were trying to divide…
It was a little beyond his sense of humor. Though he must admit,
there was some truth in that picture.
"You okay, Mr.
MacLeod?"
"Yeah, kid, sorry. You're right, Leo, that really
sucks."
'I just hope your
parents aren't trying to kill each other…'