My Wifе Lеft Us, Саlling Оur Sоn А ‘Вurdеn’ – 10 Yеаrs Lаtеr, Shе Shоwеd Uр Аnd Dеstrоyеd My Lifе Аgаin
A twinge of hope mixed with despair overcame me. Perhaps Aiden has a chance to have something that I had assumed was lost.
The initial meeting was uncomfortable. Aiden was bashful, and Vanessa was anxious. But as the minutes went by, he warmed up and began chatting about his favorite shows and showing her his toys. Remorse and delight mixed together as Vanessa watched.
“James, he’s incredible,” she murmured. “You’ve done such a good job.”
“Thanks,” I said, maintaining my vigilance.
Weeks passed, and Vanessa’s visits increased in frequency. Aiden appeared content, and I started to consider the possibility that we might be able to establish a new normal.
The letter then arrived. Vanessa’s attorney requesting a portion of the government funding I was given to care for Aiden. My heart raced.
“What the hell, Vanessa?” Next day I confronted her. “You said you wanted to be part of his life, not take what he needs!”
“I’m not aware of that,” she stumbled. “My lawyer said it was my right.”
“Your right?” I was enraged. “What about the rights of Aiden? He requires that assistance!”
“I apologize, James. I didn’t intend to.
“Just stop. This isn’t about you. It’s about him.”
She had a guilty expression. “I’ll make this right. I swear.”
