Reliving the past

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A visit first to Agatha’s parents was not the nightmare he was expecting, considering the last one, being treated like something the cat dragged in, handed a large envelope with money in it, and the signature on a piece of paper saying he would never return, or come back into her life.

He was not proud of his actions that day, and it haunted him for a long time after, but it was for the so-called best.  Their mixed marriage was never going to work, no matter how much she wanted to piss her father off, and he knew it.

It didn’t take long to realise the parents didn’t want anything to do with the children, that their opinion of their grandchildren was less than stellar, and that he would have to do something about them.

Agatha’s own description was hardly a recommendation, but she had dropped the ball once that parenting thing had got too hard, and chose the easiest option, sending them away to an institution that was supposed to turn them into individuals others could use as an example.

Of course, that went horribly wrong, as any normal person would expect.  Children needed both hands-on parenting and discipline.  Instead, they were left to find their own way, and it was the wrong way, the result of too much money and too little commonsense.

From observing Agatha, Michael knew the children were never going to get the parenting they needed from their grandparents, who conveniently advised they could not be tapped to take over their care, so his mission just got a lot longer and far more difficult.

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