A NEW ‘START’
Alice’s POV
Till this day am still in doubt as to why he changed his mind.
It could have been the end of us along with him, yet he chose to have it a night of fire works just as the ones he had displayed on every new year’s eve.
A treat from him to his beloved family, he would say earning smiles on our faces. Our laughters would fill the house as mother baked her known cookies in art of our faces, most would be off but we adored it none the less. We would sit round the tall artificial tree that had been decorated and sing songs, unwrapped gifts that had been place by him posing as satan.
It very hard to forget a person like him. He was a man with many talents, love him or not, he knew how to leave an imprint of himself on everyone he met.
And yet another of his talent he displayed before his last breath. Guess he plan took effect, for days his name was on every media channel, most contemplating on what his true agenda was.