Retirement: A Daytime Nightmare (Part 2)
...continued from Part 1
Those and many other unanswered questions were bubbling in his mind when suddenly the door knob turned. Mr. Evans almost froze at that moment, and within such split second moment he felt cold chills run down his spine and hot sweats soak his pyjamas despite the calm temperature in the library.
Startled by the reaction of his father, Jamal the oldest son of Mr and Mrs Evans' blessed union of 3 boys briskly walked up to his father who has started shivering to inquire why he had such shock written all over him.
Jamal, being the closest to his father, had come home to celebrate this special day with his family despite his exams in the medical school. He has grown used to early morning reading, and was just on another such journey to the library in his 3 days of staying around.
Observing how heavy his father's breathing was, he quickly removed the father's top pyjamas and increased the speed of the ceiling fan in the library. After a few minutes of watching the dad descend from his hot breathing without any word from him, he decided to pick up the fallen papers a bit scattered around the dad's right foot.
Mr. Evans still confused on his near Cardiac arrest occasioned by the shock of his son entering the library to read, only to find him with the 'daytime nightmare' documents, remained in deep thought as his son, turned friend goes through the loan document.
Jamal couldn't fully understand the content of the part of the scattered documents he had picked up earlier, but he could see his dad's name at some places as well as the huge amount being mentioned from time to time within the different A4 sized documents.
After feeling he deserves some form of explanation from his dad, who has almost calmed down to normalcy looked up to meet the expressionless look on the dad's face.
Before he could talk, Mr. Evans said, 'my son, what you are holding is a nice recipe of disaster'.
To be continued...
What would you have done if you were Jamal? What do you think would have happened if it was Mrs. Evans they came in then? Please share your thoughts below.
Part 3 of the story will unravel the "nice recipe of disaster ".
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If i was Jamal...advice his father to seek legal counsel..if it was his wife that walked into the library, trust women nah! She would probably say "i told you before, but you did'nt listen, now, see the result!"
You have turned out to a nice fictionist:)