I still wasn't sure if I could do this, if it was right and even as I walked up Charlie's front steps I knew I could run at any minute. Maybe I was wrong and should just go home but I had already rung the doorbell and Charlie was stepping out to face me. As soon as I saw his face I knew that I couldn't go home that something was up. He was worried, anxious even. What did he have to be anxious over? What was he hiding? "Charlie"
"Renee!! Well umm this is unexpected is there something wrong?" The same old Charlie, he was never one for words.
"No…. nothing is wrong" that I know of "but can I come in, there is something I want to talk to you about." He nodded his head looking weary as if sacred of what I might ask. As I walked into our house… his house I was suddenly flung back into the past, flooded with thousands of memories, chocking on them, lost with them. I was finding it hard to breathe, nothing had changed. And for a second I was almost lost in guilt but no I had left and I have never been happier…I had moved on.
"Renee listen I…"
"Charlie its fine" I interrupted him, I had to I didn't want to hear his excuses. "Listen can we sit down I need to talk to you, about our daughter something is up. I know it" I didn't care if I was rude I wanted answers and I was gonna get them. As I said this he looked at me as if I was crazy but just for a second I could have sworn I saw his face go white with fear. And it was then that I knew I had my answer and it was then that I herd the door open.