James Jonah Jameson had finished talking. He grabbed a cigar and lit it as he walked out of the building. 'So, Ms. Watson is dating Peter, now?' he thought. He was filled with fury. 'And Parker never told me?!?!?! I should fire him.' He sighed. 'But I can't...he's the only one who can get pictures of that Spider freak. With Parker gone, the Daily Bugle will probably plummet.' He leaned against the wall.
He sighed and remembered that time when his wife had left another man for him. 'I guess this is what it feels like on the other end.' he thought. 'What can I do about it now, though? I can't fire Peter. I could lower his pay, but I do that all the time.'
He walked toward his car as he threw the cigar onto the sidewalk. He drove home while thinking of a way to get back at Parker for what he did to his son. He entered his house and slammed the door. To his surprise, his wife was still awake and sitting on the couch.
"Hi, honey," she said as she turned around.
"Hi," he said as he sat down next to her.
"Darling, I just saw the interview on TV."
He looked up and asked, "Well?"
"Honey, I know that you're probably loathing Peter and Mary Jane right now, but you have to remember that the same thing happened to-"
"I know, I know," interrupted an impatient Jameson, "But still-"
"No, honey," said his wife firmly, "It's time to forgive and forget. I understand how angry you are because I felt the same way before, but James, if you hold onto this feeling of revenge, it's going to get you in the end."
"I just wish that there was some way that I could take away all the hurt and pain for John."
She kissed him on his cheek. "Honey, John will be fine. He's a fine young man who unlike his father," as she said this she stared at him with a coy smile, "knows how to control his emotions and when to let go. That's what you have to do right now."
He sighed. He knew that his wife was right.
"Honey, get some sleep," said his wife. He nodded. He stood up and walked into his bedroom as his wife stared at him.
He sighed and remembered that time when his wife had left another man for him. 'I guess this is what it feels like on the other end.' he thought. 'What can I do about it now, though? I can't fire Peter. I could lower his pay, but I do that all the time.'
He walked toward his car as he threw the cigar onto the sidewalk. He drove home while thinking of a way to get back at Parker for what he did to his son. He entered his house and slammed the door. To his surprise, his wife was still awake and sitting on the couch.
"Hi, honey," she said as she turned around.
"Hi," he said as he sat down next to her.
"Darling, I just saw the interview on TV."
He looked up and asked, "Well?"
"Honey, I know that you're probably loathing Peter and Mary Jane right now, but you have to remember that the same thing happened to-"
"I know, I know," interrupted an impatient Jameson, "But still-"
"No, honey," said his wife firmly, "It's time to forgive and forget. I understand how angry you are because I felt the same way before, but James, if you hold onto this feeling of revenge, it's going to get you in the end."
"I just wish that there was some way that I could take away all the hurt and pain for John."
She kissed him on his cheek. "Honey, John will be fine. He's a fine young man who unlike his father," as she said this she stared at him with a coy smile, "knows how to control his emotions and when to let go. That's what you have to do right now."
He sighed. He knew that his wife was right.
"Honey, get some sleep," said his wife. He nodded. He stood up and walked into his bedroom as his wife stared at him.