Sparks

"Well, then why don't you tell me why you thought I would take money from your father?"

David and Gustav were sitting at the kitchen table. David was a little angry, and he had a right to be. He had a right to be more angry than he was, but for some reason he wasn't.

"I'm sorry," repeated Gustav Meiden and sighed. "I think it's because of Ole. I trusted him and he betrayed me and somewhere in me was this fear that I would be betrayed again. I mean..."

"Okay," David really wasn't very angry. "I understand. Actually, that's what I thought. But it still hurts, you know?"

"I'm sorry," repeated Gustav feeling like the last traitor.

"It's okay. The money tempted me for a while, but only a short while. Really. I'd like to help my father's company somehow, but I don't want anyone to suffer in the process. I didn't want you to suffer. After what your father and Ole did to you..."

"Do you know?"