Greetings, I am Patty. After ninety amazing years, I can confidently say that I have lived a great and happy life. I’ve been spending most of my time with Angie, my daughter, and my late husband since he died away several years ago.
As my ninetieth birthday drew near, I was excited. I had my daughter’s word that she would visit me and spend the day with my kids.
The thought of having grandchildren makes me happy all the time. It takes me back to the days when my partner and I reared Angie. My grandchildren resemble her so much that they bring back memories of those unique times.
Additionally, they have a father that resembles John, Angie’s ex-husband. I was crushed by John’s separation because I loved him so much. John was the closest thing I’ve ever had to a son. He was amiable and had a large heart. Even now, he continues to send me a Christmas card each year. Though life has other plans, I had hoped that John and Angie would get back together.
I was ecstatic to finally have my birthday. However, as the day wore on, my excitement gave way to nervousness. Angie had not replied to me, and it was almost midday. I gave her several calls, but she never answered.
Upon attempting to contact Angie once more, the call ended up in voicemail. I assumed she wouldn’t be able to react because she was driving. But as time passed, it became clear that this birthday would be spent alone, just like a lot of previous days.
Just as I was ready to give up, the doorbell was rung. If my knees weren’t so weak, I would have leaped up with delight right away. It had been a while, so I was pleased with my birthday gift from Angie and the kids.
I saw a manly figure through the entrance’s glass, and my heart dropped. John was smiling and holding flowers and gifts when I answered the door.
“Happy Birthday, Mom!” He greeted them kindly.
John? Oh, you didn’t have to,” I remarked, simultaneously surprised and pleased.
“A little something to celebrate your wonderful day,” John said, passing the gifts.
Is that the chocolate I’ve always wanted? You did recall, huh? I cried out, my cheeks warmed with happiness.
How could I have missed that? It’s all you ever eat,” John replied with a giggle.
You exude excessive charisma. Would you be able to join me for dinner? I asked him to please come in.
Oh no. Not that I’d care to become involved. You need to make arrangements. “I just wanted to drop off your presents and see your gorgeous self,” John modestly said.
That is ridiculous! I have nothing scheduled, but I would like the company. “Plus, I’m making apple pie,” I urged.
“Pineapple pie? “You should have led with that,” John laughed as he walked in.
John is an incredible chef, just like my late spouse. When we spent the day together, John cooked most of the food. All I wanted was the companionship, please. At last, during dinner, John asked Angie about her.
When will Angie and the kids be coming to join us? I truly hope she doesn’t believe I was ambushing her or acting in a similar manner. John said, “I really didn’t plan to stay, but I’m glad I did.”
That is ridiculous! Since you are the father of my grandchildren, we are family. And regretfully, I don’t suppose Angie will accompany us today,” I uttered.
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. “You shouldn’t spend your birthday by yourself,” John remarked.
“I’m not alone anymore, son, because of you,” I whispered as I took his hand. “Thank you, John.”
“No problem. Could you please explain her absence to me? Or the kids, to be precise? They like spending time with you, John went on.
“They’re supposed to be here, but Angie won’t answer my calls. I honestly don’t know what happened, but I’m sure she’ll get in touch with me again,” I said.
“I’m not sure what’s wrong with her, but she should at least get the kids dropped off. John pushed, “I’m going to give her a call.
When John contacted Angie, I was shocked to see that she picked up. John thereafter gave me an explanation of the motivation behind my daughter’s birthday stand-up.
Coincidentally, Angie, her new boyfriend, and the kids are all on vacation. She concealed it from everyone! John told me, looking obviously upset.
Journey? Did she not also tell anyone? Why would she behave in that manner? I asked.
You can guess as well as I do, Patty. How can she take my children and get away with it without saying anything? John answered, appearing as perplexed.
Oh no. This is quite depressing. And, besides, who is this man? When I replied, “I had no idea Angie had a boyfriend,” I was even more confused.
She had mentioned it in passing, but a whole vacation? They had apparently been planning it for almost a month. John said in a distressed tone, “I apologize, Patty, but I think your daughter went too far this time.”
With dismay, I replied, “Yes, this is disappointing.”
When I heard the news, I was stunned. If anything, Angie could have told me that she wouldn’t be accessible. Later, I chatted with Angie. She promised to meet the children as soon as possible, but the harm had already been done. I will always love my daughter, even if I was really saddened.
Fortunately, John’s presence mitigated the damage. However, Angie’s actions left a deep wound. Right now, I’m not sure how to trust her. In this situation, how do I react?
