When 75-year-old Richard spots his ex-wife Vanessa with a man 20 years her junior, he assumes they’re dating and starts a fight. To his surprise, Vanessa reveals that the man with her is their son he never knew existed. But that’s not the only secret Vanessa has been keeping.
Richard was walking home from the grocery store when an unpleasant sight stopped him in his tracks. His ex-wife, Vanessa, was walking arm-in-arm with a man around 20 years her junior.
“Is she seeing someone else…already?”
Richard was furious. He watched them enter a café and hurried in after them. Bitterness surged into his nerves when he witnessed Vanessa and the guy holding hands and smiling over something at a window table.
He couldn’t bear seeing Vanessa moving on so soon after their divorce. So he angrily stormed to their table.
“What the hell, Vanessa?” Richard banged on the table, startling Vanessa and the guy with her. “Well, well! My 72-year-old ex-wife has found a new man to romance just a few weeks after leaving her husband! Bravo..! And how long have you been together?”
Vanessa was so embarrassed and pleaded with Richard to stop. Simon, the man with Vanessa, rose from his seat.
“Mom…is this my Dad?” he asked.
Richard was astounded.
“What did you say?”
At this moment, Vanessa understood she couldn’t hide the truth from her ex-husband or Simon.
“Richard, please sit. I have something to tell both of you…Do you remember when we first met 54 years ago…at the bar?” Vanessa’s voice trembled as she recounted her past…
“Van, you sure your Dad didn’t see you sneaking out of the house? I don’t want the party to turn into some church sermon!” One of the girls joked as they burst into the pub.
Vanessa’s father, Alan, was a pastor at the local church, so Vanessa had a strict upbringing. She wasn’t allowed to hang out with her friends after sunset. Sunday school was a norm. Hard drinks and late-night parties were strictly banned. And definitely no sex or drugs.
And Vanessa hated it. She loved her Dad but not his restrictions. She wanted a life full of adventure, like her friends. So that night, Vanessa had mustered the courage to sneak out after her parents fell asleep and accompanied her friends to the pub.
Rock’ n’ roll melodies played in the background as the teenagers made their way toward an empty table and immersed themselves in the glitz and glamor of nightlife. Soon, Vanessa and her friend, Carla, headed to the bar to get drinks.
Months passed, and at only 18, Vanessa was rushed into the maternity ward when she went into labor. Hours later, Dylan wept joyful tears as he cradled his baby son in his arms and introduced him to his parents and closest relatives gathered in the maternity ward.
Two days later, the couple were preparing to go home with their son when a doctor burst into the ward and insisted on speaking with Dylan in his office.
Dylan was puzzled, but he followed the doctor to his office. Shortly afterward, he stormed back into Vanessa’s ward, where all his relatives and Vanessa’s parents had gathered to take her and the baby home.
“YOU LIAR!” Dylan burst into the room and confronted Vanessa. “THIS IS NOT MY BABY!”
Everyone gasped when Dylan revealed what the doctor just said. A weird feeling crawled up Vanessa’s gut when she realized she had a lot of explaining to do.
“Shame on you for doing this to me,” Dylan fumed. “How could you even think I would father someone else’s child? Was it your plan…or were your parents involved in the scheme too? How sick! Mom…Dad…let’s leave. I want nothing to do with her or the child anymore.”