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"Childhood
is what you spend the rest of your life trying to overcome."
~Hope Floats
Part Eight
"Trust, is the topic tonight." Peter said addressing the group in front of him. "I'd like to read a quote and I want each of your views on it. 'Trust is like a crystal vase, once it's broken. It's shattered forever.'" He paused to let it sink in. "Auggie," he said indicting he should begin.
"Where I come from trust is everything. If you don't trust the people watching your back then you're as good as dead. The gang is supposed to be your famila. For a long time they were mine. But that one night we were taggin' that building and the cops come and mi famila runs, leaving me to take the heat. And when the cops asked me for names of other people there I didn't give any. It was the code. It was honor. Now after all that's happened I know its crap." He said thinking of his brother's last visit to Horizon. "I don't trust them no more. They don't deserve it. You can't earn back that kind of trust."
"What does everyone else think?" Peter asked the group.
"I think he's right." Responded Scott. "After all the stuff my Dad put be through, I don't think I'll ever be able to trust him again."
"Do you want to be able to trust him?" asked Peter.
"Sure, I do. He's my Dad. And we use to be so tight. But I can't just forget all the pain he put me through. Maybe one day I'll forgive him, but I'll never forget. And things can never be the same. Even though he wants to think they will be."
"Yeah I know how that is. My mom expects me to just be able to pick up and start over again. But I can't and I won't. The past will always be there. So how am I supposed to trust her?" Shelby asked.
"Maybe you just have to accept the limitations of your relationship. She's never going to be the mother you needed and you're never going to be the little girl she once knew. You just have to take what you can get." Juliette interjected thoughtfully. "Cause I'm never going to be the daughter my mom wants. But I accept that. And I'm never going to trust my Dad. He's broken too many promises."
"What's up with your Dad, Jules? You never talk about him." Auggie questioned.
Juliette twirled her brown hair around her little finger, "I guess its cause he's not much of a Dad. He was never around. And even when he said he was going to be there he often didn't show up. He had an emergency meeting, he got the days mixed up, and his secretary forgot to put it on his calendar. After a while he stopped giving excuses and I stopped listening. Now and then I get a birthday card a month too late but other than that it's like he doesn't exist."
"But just cause you couldn't trust one person it didn't mean that you shut yourself off from other people, right?" David asked thinking hard.
"Right."
"I agree. Just because there are people in your life who constantly let you down and cause you to lose your trust in them doesn't mean you should cut other people out of your life. Nobody expects absolute trust right away. Honesty maybe, but trust has to be earned. But first you have to let people in." David concluded.
Daisy maintained her stony glare throughout his monologue. All this talk about trust was making her already confused brain swim with even more thoughts and questions.
"Good group." Peter said as he dismissed them all.
Daisy headed directly for the door. She saw Sophie enter with an older man. She tried to brush past them when an arm shot out and grabbed her. She looked up and glared but her angry expression was replaced by shock.
"Daddy?"
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