“200 dollars and I’ll tell you.” I pulled a smug grin.

He pulled out his wallet and gave me two 100 dollar bills.

I stood up.

“Where are you going!” He shouted.

I pushed open the door, and a tall older man walked in. He had a gray beard. Looked almost like a pirate.

“How did you find my father?” The man at the table stood up.

“Correction, I disowned you after you killed your brother.” The older man let out a chuckle.

“Mr. Walter is how I found your mothers ashes.”

The man stood up and pushed past me. He walked straight toward his father.

“You cheated on her, you almost killed her, you abandoned her!You don’t deserve her ashes. She has been dead for 12 years and the only thing I have left of her was the popsicle google eye thing.”

He held up a red popsicle stick, it had one small google eye and one big google eye. It also had a tuff of purple hair on top.

He pointed to the bag, “You have with held that from me. That picture and her ashes! You have with held them from the only person who loves her!” Tears were forming in his eyes.

“I never said I didn’t love her!” Mr. Walter raised his voice at the last 2 words.

The man locked eyes with his father. Tears streaming down his face.

The father stepped forward and the 2 embraced.