He ran inside the boy's room and locked the door. I pound on the door. I tried to calmly get him to come out.
"Can't you see," I said while knocking on the door, " Welby's not home? I sent him to a friend's for the night so I can bake his cake. It's a surprise."
"He has to come home sometime," the man stubbornly said.
He was aggravating me by the second, "Get out of there!" I shouted as I continued to pound on the door." You can still make the game if you leave now." Silence. I continued to pound on the door.
Wallace had phoned multiple times, trying to speak to Welby. This had happened ever since the judge gave Welby to me. But every time I would make an excuse or just not answer his calls. Wallace Wong, a Chinese man, is the owner …show more content…
For the first few weeks, that Welby had started living with me, all he ever talked about was Wallace. "Wallace this." "Wallace that." It's as if Wallace was his father. I started to make more memories of me with him instead of him with Wallace. We went to baseball games and we played ball. Even when I'm too busy, I would find ways to just make it home to have supper with him. He had gotten so close to me to the point where he had started to call me "Dad." I don't want to damage our new and close relationship after he start talking to Wallace again. Call me selfish for wanting to keep Welby for myself, but I've lost enough time with the boy. The feeling of being stabbed multiple times in heart came to me when I saw Wallace, Sylvie and Welby acting like a …show more content…
"It's not mine! It's Wallace's car and the radio was inside," I explained to her while pointing to the window of the room Wallace is currently in. She looked up and saw Wallace's shadow figure.
"Why is he here?" She said frantically while walking up the front walk. I caught up to her and grabbed a hold of her arm.
"What are you going to do?" I asked her while pulling her back.
"I'm going up there and telling him to leave us alone! He needs to stop coming for Welby or me, now that he knows I'm here." She screamed.
"Why do you care if he's here or not?" I asked. "It's not like he can take Welby away."
"I don't want him in our lives. I want to start all new. Just the three of us." She said.
"Look, maybe if we just take a walk around the neighborhood and leave him alone, he might leave. I'm sure he get's the hint now," I suggested while pulling her arm towards the curb. She sighed and followed me while pulling her luggage with her. As I turned at the corner of the street, I glanced back at my house only to see that the shadow in Welby's room was gone. I knew he got the idea of us wanting him to
"Can't you see," I said while knocking on the door, " Welby's not home? I sent him to a friend's for the night so I can bake his cake. It's a surprise."
"He has to come home sometime," the man stubbornly said.
He was aggravating me by the second, "Get out of there!" I shouted as I continued to pound on the door." You can still make the game if you leave now." Silence. I continued to pound on the door.
Wallace had phoned multiple times, trying to speak to Welby. This had happened ever since the judge gave Welby to me. But every time I would make an excuse or just not answer his calls. Wallace Wong, a Chinese man, is the owner …show more content…
For the first few weeks, that Welby had started living with me, all he ever talked about was Wallace. "Wallace this." "Wallace that." It's as if Wallace was his father. I started to make more memories of me with him instead of him with Wallace. We went to baseball games and we played ball. Even when I'm too busy, I would find ways to just make it home to have supper with him. He had gotten so close to me to the point where he had started to call me "Dad." I don't want to damage our new and close relationship after he start talking to Wallace again. Call me selfish for wanting to keep Welby for myself, but I've lost enough time with the boy. The feeling of being stabbed multiple times in heart came to me when I saw Wallace, Sylvie and Welby acting like a …show more content…
"It's not mine! It's Wallace's car and the radio was inside," I explained to her while pointing to the window of the room Wallace is currently in. She looked up and saw Wallace's shadow figure.
"Why is he here?" She said frantically while walking up the front walk. I caught up to her and grabbed a hold of her arm.
"What are you going to do?" I asked her while pulling her back.
"I'm going up there and telling him to leave us alone! He needs to stop coming for Welby or me, now that he knows I'm here." She screamed.
"Why do you care if he's here or not?" I asked. "It's not like he can take Welby away."
"I don't want him in our lives. I want to start all new. Just the three of us." She said.
"Look, maybe if we just take a walk around the neighborhood and leave him alone, he might leave. I'm sure he get's the hint now," I suggested while pulling her arm towards the curb. She sighed and followed me while pulling her luggage with her. As I turned at the corner of the street, I glanced back at my house only to see that the shadow in Welby's room was gone. I knew he got the idea of us wanting him to