– Oh, he’s been throwing it all away again, and he hasn’t finished his porridge! I’m so tired of this! – shouted Lana, looking at three-year-old Mark. – Ben, I can not live like this anymore! And I’m also pregnant with our baby, why should I clean the pots for your son?
– Lana, he’s my baby,” Ben answered frightened.
– That’s right. Yours and Diana’s “happiness.” Your ex is over there gave birth to a child, sparkled her eyes and ran away, do not know where. And now we have to deal with it all. Enough! That’s enough. Choose: either we divorce you and me, or we will raise our future child, and give Mark somewhere, – said Lana.
Lana and Ben had been married for two years. He was delighted with his wife. Of course, her character was not a honeycomb, she always got what she wanted, and Ben only agreed.
Ben’s ex-wife was a bit of a divorcee, and he left her because he couldn’t live like that anymore. So it was only that they had a son who was a year old. After another year, Ben met Lana, and fell in love. Despite her character, he was very happy to have her in his life.
– At least she doesn’t go out and keep an eye on the house, Ben thought.
Soon they were married, and Lana became pregnant.
Mark lived with his mother at first, and when he was almost three years old, his mother found a new husband and brought Mark to his father. She wrote a renunciation of her son and disappeared, never to be heard from again.
Lana, upon learning of this, started a fight, but then calmed down and agreed to take Mark in. But it wasn’t for long. After a few weeks of this “family” life Lana was already on the edge. She didn’t like raising someone else’s child, and now Ben had to make a choice.
Ben had no choice but to take his son to his own sister Susan’s house for a while.
– Hi, Susan. There’s something very important, but don’t get too excited. You can take Mark with you for a while. Lana seems to have pregnancy nerves. When she calms down, I’ll take him, – Ben started to say from the doorstep.
– Ben, is there such a thing? From the little boy recently ran away from his mother, and now his father wants to give him up? – Susan sadly and angrily stretched out.
– How to give him up… I need him, and how I need him! Lana is just going through a phase, she’ll be back to normal soon and we can take him away.
– What to do with you … Keep Mark, he’s not to blame for anything. But whether Lana will take him back is a difficult question, Susan said.
Ben was happy and hugged his sister:
– Thank you! Thank you, my sister, I will never forget what you did!
Susan’s husband embraced the baby in the same way, he was always imbued with human feelings and sympathy.
Soon Lana gave birth to a baby, Ben was completely immersed in household chores, and each month he began to visit his son less often. Susan had a one-year-old child of her own, and she and Mark always played together. Mark had stopped calling Ben Daddy; now Susan’s husband was his father. A year went by, Mark turned four. Susan decided to have a serious talk with Ben.
– Ben, how long has it been, has Lana still not calmed down? – Susan asked grimly and sternly.
– Susan, but it’s not so bad! I am sending you money for Mark, and he is already used to you and your son, – Ben answered reluctantly.
– Yes, you even give me the money in secret from Lana …
– Don’t tell her…
– The child has to go to kindergarten, and in three years to school. He needs to do the paperwork, and I’ll have time to go to work soon. That won’t work. Either you take him, or you give him up, and we’ll adopt him as our own.
– Okay, Susan.
-What “okay”? What does that mean? – Susan asked.
It was obvious her patience had run out.
-I’ll write a renunciation of the child.
And so it worked out. Ben signed the waiver papers. Mark grew up in Susan’s family, no one told him that Ben was his real father. He was finishing 11th grade and didn’t yet know that Susan and her husband weren’t his real parents.
One day, Ben went to Susan’s house. The door was opened by Mark. He had just rushed to a soccer match:
– Hi, Uncle Ben.
– Hey, Mark, how’s it going?
– I’m fine, just rushing to the game, okay, I’ll run,” Mark said and went outside.
Ben went into the house, Susan was sitting in the kitchen drinking tea.
– Hi, sis,” Ben said in a sad voice.
– Are you going to complain about life again? I don’t want to hear anymore about how you miss your son. It’s too late, Ben.
– I wish I’d known it would be like this. I’m all alone now, and Lana left me. And my daughter doesn’t want to talk to me much either. I was just wondering if you’d let me spend more time with Mark. I won’t tell him anything, because then he wouldn’t talk to me at all.
Susan was fine with Ben spending time with Mark. Ben started inviting his “son” over more often, showing him things, teaching him, giving him gifts. A year later, Ben gave Mark a car for his birthday. Mark was very surprised and did not want to accept such a gift, as it was very expensive. But Ben insisted.
– Uncle Ben, thank you. You’re the best!
Of course, Ben couldn’t tell his son the whole truth, but he was happy at least that he could just spend time with him…
