A Private Picnic

'I am sorry sir. I'll be in my office if there's any question you have to ask.' He began walking away.

'You asked me to stay in bed, how am I supposed to get to you?' I asked.

'I guess I'll come around then.' He walked out.

'Mum, what happened?' I asked.

'You heard what the doctor said. I think it wasn't physical stress, maybe it was mental. Maybe it had to do with Black Sin.' She said.

That was it, that was the problem. Black Sin was the problem. I needed her out of my life but that did not look like a possibility.

'I think it would be best if you didn't see her for a while. This is the second time her actions are affecting your baby.' Dad said.

'I understand how you both feel but I need to ask for a favor.' I looked at them.

Their eyes were filled with worry. I could hardly blame them. It was almost like their children were a magnet for bad luck.

'What is it?' Mum touched my hair and smiled.