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“Here he is,” Isaac says quietly in my ear.
I turn my head and see my father walking slowly up the sidewalk. His head hangs down, and his shoulders are slumped forward like a defeated man. My heart aches. I have never seen my father so broken before.
We walk over and meet him a few feet away from the house. “Isaac, Mia,” he greets us, but his voice is filled with nothing but sadness and grief.
“Oh, dad! What happened?” I ask trying not to cry.
He looks at me, then at the house. He seems so lost and alone. Isaac steps forward and pats his shoulder. This seems to bring my dad back to reality a little bit.
“It all started when your mom left me. I lost my job around that time. She would tell me how useless I was—that I was a failure and how I could never do anything right. That's one of the reasons why she left me,” he replies.
“Dad, but you know none of that is true,” I try to plead and reason with him.
He sighs. “I know. I just didn't want to be reminded of her anymore. I don't want to remember that pain or anything about her,” my father explains sadly.
I can sympathize with him, so I reach over and hug him. “I understand that, Dad. You know you'll always have me,” I reply.
“I know, Mia. Thank you,” my father says in a monotone voice.
I pull out of our hug. “Dad, since you did start a fire….” I begin.
“Yeah…I'm going to have to answer for that, right?” my father asks as if he is suddenly aware of everything he has done.
I nod my head, unable to speak.
I don't want to see my father hurting, but he has to make this situation right.
Isaac clears his throat softly and speaks. “Maybe we can help. We can try and get you off on temporary insanity or something? Because of your situation?” he suggests.
My father says nothing and just nods. He stares blankly at everything, including us for a couple of minutes. “Well, guess I better go. Isaac, take care of Mia if I have to go to jail,” he says.
Before he walks away, I give him a hug, which he doesn't return. Then, with tear-filled eyes, I watch him walk down the street. With his hands held outwards, he approaches the policemen and firefighters and begins to talk to them.
Isaac starts to lead me away, but not before I see them handcuff my father. With his arm around me Isaac guides me down the sidewalk towards his car. I keep turning my head. My last glimpse of my father is him being loaded into the back of the squad car.
The tears start falling as I turn forward. Isaac pulls me into his side. “Let's go home,” he suggests gently.
Throughout the whole drive, I cry tears of anger and sadness for my father. I can't believe the situation could get this out of control. By the time we reach the house, I have stopped crying, but I'm still emotional.
Isaac walks beside me inside, and I turn to him once we are in the living room. “Will you hold me?” I ask. He opens his arms for me, and I'm once again wrapped in his safe embrace.
I rest my head against his chest and just enjoy the comfort and safety I always feel when I am with him. I know that I will never want to be without him again. This makes me feel better.
I look up at Isaac. He stares down at me. I give him what I think will be a quick kiss. Once our lips meet, desire courses through me. I feel the familiar tension and yearning I get whenever I am around him.
I kiss him hungrily, desperately wanting more. He responds with eager passion. Finally, I pull away and command softly, “Make love to me.”
Isaac leads me down the hall to the bedroom. Once inside, the clothes quickly come off as we leave them strewn around the room. In bed, I pull him to me. We kiss like we have never met each other before. There is such urgency and intensity to our love-making today.
He kisses every inch of my body. It feels like all my nerves are alive with want and need. Shivers run up and down my spine.
“Isaac, please,” I beg, unsure of how long I can contain myself. I'm already wet for him.
Once I feel he is inside of me, I feel complete. With one finger, he presses against my throbbing clit with each thrust of his cock in my pussy. This sends shivers down my spine. I cry out loudly, moans of delight. They grow louder with every pump.
“Yes, Mia,” Isaac responds in a low husky voice. His body above mine, his weight gently pressing down on me. This has got to be the best sex ever.
