even in that town - ever.”
Lara sighed, knowing sh e would have to tell him all the sordid details, “I followed them. I’d been doing it for quite some time. I have no excuse except that jealousy was driving my actions.”
It grew very quiet for several minutes as she gave her father time to digest all she had just told him. Finally, she continued, “When I told David…”
“Who’s David?” her father inquired with a narrowed gaze.
“My therapist at the clinic. We were all on a first name basis there. Anyway, when I told him what I’d done, he said the only way to get rid of the guilt was to come clean about my actions and ask for forgiveness from Peter and Rachel.”
Mr. Bishop shook his head, “You’re not going to the authorities with this until you’ve spoken to my lawyer.” He reached into his pocket and withdrew his cell phone.
“Dad, wait! David wasn’t suggesting I contact the authorities. He was suggesting I go talk to Peter and Rachel. It’s their forgiveness I really need anyway.”
“ What a silly idea! You’re not telling anyone without talking to my lawyer first. He will know how to handle this best. What if Peter, or his girlfriend, decide to sue you? They can you know. Even though it happened on foreign soil, they could still sue you for wrongful injury. Why, they could ruin you!”
Lara shook her head, “No lawyer. I don’t know what Peter or Rachel’s reaction will be, but whatever it is, I’ll deal with it. On my own. I have to do this.”
“You certainly won’t to do this on your own. People in our positions never handle things like this on their own.”
Lara could see her father was getting angry at her refusal to speak to his lawyer. “Dad, I don’t think Peter or Rachel are going to do anything except slam the door in my face.”
Mr. Bishop didn’t like that option either and snorted his disapproval. “Why not let me have my secretary set up a meeting for us all in my office. We can have my lawyer listening in and standing by just in case he’s needed.”
Lara shook her head, “No. I think I need to go see Peter by myself. I need to talk to him without the lawyers and such around so he knows I’m serious about asking for his forgiveness.”
“What about the girlfriend? Will she be so accommodating?” her father asked.
“Probably not. I wouldn’t be if I were her. I can’t believe how mean I was. I even set her hair on fire, hoping she’d burn in purgatory.”
Her father looked at her like he was seeing someone else. Lara sadly nodded her head, “Yeah, her accusations were true. I’ve behaved like an immature psychopath where she was concerned and I need to ask her for giveness as well. Whether or not she grants it, isn’t my problem. But this is something I need to do to grow up – to take responsibility for my actions and live with the consequences.“
“Are you sure? My lawyer can be here within the hour.”
Lara nodded, “Yeah, I’m sure.”
“At least let me come with you, just in case”, her father insisted.
“No, I can’t rely on you saving me over and over again from my own follies like you’ve done for the past twenty years.”
Her father sighed, but then nodded, “Well, if you need anything or change your mind, I’ll be in my office. When do you plan on going to see Peter?”
Lara looked at her father and shook her head, “Don’t interfere in this dad. And, I thought I’d go see him first thing tomorrow morning. I need to think about a few more things before I’m ready to do this.”
“I’ll have my driver stick around…”
“No. I’ve already decided I’m going to take a taxi. I don’t want anything to prevent me from carrying this out once I start. If I drive myself, or have a driver take me, it will be too easy to chicken out. No, I’ll take a taxi and when I’m ready to come home, I’ll either call the driver, or another taxi.”
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Mr. Bishop left the dining room, having gained a new respect for