Richard’s Unexpected Reach
Out of the blue, Richard called one day. I hadn’t heard from Lisa’s father since everything began, so his voice, tinged with genuine concern, was startling. “Tom, I’m truly sorry about all this,” he said, his regret sincere. That unexpected outreach felt like a fragile thread of hope, a reminder that not everyone had abandoned me. Even a small gesture of support made a noticeable difference, offering a glimpse of connection in the midst of isolation.
Richard’s Unexpected Reach
Glimpse Of Reassurance
Speaking with Richard was bittersweet, but his words carried a hint of reassurance. He admitted he regretted how events had unfolded. “You were always good to Lisa,” he said quietly, and that acknowledgment mattered more than I expected. In a sea of setbacks, it was a minor victory. Having even a small ally in Richard lifted some of the emotional burden, if only for a fleeting moment, and reminded me that not all bridges had burned.
Glimpse Of Reassurance
