Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Sallie, do you seriously have the nerve to call me right now? Or have you just conveniently forgotten everything that happened?"

She was furious.

Vince gritted his teeth and spat out, "Let me make myself perfectly clear: from this day on, whatever happens to Timothy-whether he lives or dies-has absolutely nothing to do with the Zimmerman family!"

With those words, he hung up.

Sallie nearly threw her phone in frustration.

This was a disaster.

Salome had always been the Zimmermans' favorite. That day, right in front of Vince, she'd called Jessica a mute and accused her of embarrassing the Lawsons just by showing up.

It was no wonder Vince had lost his temper.

But now Timothy had vanished without a trace. Where was she supposed to find him?

Timothy was on the mountain.

He'd returned to the same old abbey he'd visited once before.

He was lucky; just as he walked in, he came across Father Benedict, the abbey's head priest, whom he'd met on his previous visit.

"Father," Timothy greeted him quietly.

Father Benedict pressed his palms together and bowed his head slightly. "Peace be with you, my son."

Timothy had seen enough of the world to know the proper etiquette, and since he'd come seeking the priest's guidance on how to escape his pain, he tried to follow Father Benedict's example, bowing his head and folding his hands. "Peace be with you, Father. I visited your abbey once before, and your words about suffering left a deep impression on me. I have some questions I'd like to ask."

come this

Benedict into the

soft Gregorian chants played in the background. The moment Timothy stepped through the doorway, he

to quiet, if only for a

a low table, where a pot of tea was kept warm. After

the priest

unreadable-couldn't hide his surprise. It

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smiled, unhurried. "It's written all over

frowned. He prided himself on keeping his emotions in

was no point hiding them. He got straight to the point: "How do I

can be eased?" Father Benedict

she came back to me, if we could go back to our old life together, then the pain would stop.

he spoke, "When an addict is overwhelmed by withdrawal, what's the first thing

the drug,"

if he does, does the pain go away for

pain just comes back the next

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from pain is only temporary. Taking

right. The pain ebbs for a little while, and the person feels happiness what we call

pain. The deeper the suffering, the more intense the fleeting relief, but that only feeds greater pain in the end. So, the more you love, the heavier the pain

a chill run through him.

he couldn't

came back to me and we lived as we used to, wouldn't

never started ever