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Timothy - 92. Chapter 92
I read what he had written. It essentially was a recap of the lawsuit and the DA’s indictment. He summarized his move to California and then Canada and his attempt to flee to England. What he wrote was true, but I thought he didn’t need to rehash Bruce’s history.
“Rich, what good will this do? It’ll stir up the people again. They will be arguing, fighting, and who knows what.”
“A lot of people have been directly or indirectly hurt by this guy. They need some closure.”
“I agree, but isn’t there a way to do it without opening wounds that have healed?”
“I need to think about that.”
“Think about it tonight. If you want to talk more about it in the morning, we’ll be here.”
For the rest of the evening, we caught up on what was happening back home.
That night lying in bed, “What is Rich going to do?”
“I don’t know. I gave him my thoughts and told him to think about it tonight. We will talk about it in the morning.”
I found it difficult to fall asleep, I disapproved of what Bruce did, now he doesn’t have the chance to confess his wrongs. That would have been the healing the town needed as well. If Bruce had said what he did was wrong and he had hurt many people, and for that he is sorry, the town would have been on the road to healing.
I drifted off to sleep. “Tim, tell Rich what you think. Help him write his column.” I woke up.
“Tim, what’s the matter? Why aren’t you sleeping?”
“I’m thinking about Rich’s article. Donnie came, and I’m afraid Bruce will still start problems for the town if Rich publishes his draft that he showed me last night.”
“Go to sleep. Let Donnie handle Rich. I’m sure Rich’s column will be more in line with your thoughts.”
With Stephen’s words in my head, I fell asleep.
Morning came, I lost my seat at breakfast. Stephen started the eggs, and I started the coffee, Rich started the toast. Over breakfast, “Rich, have you given any more thought to your article?”
“Yes, I thought about what you said last night, and I made some changes. I’ll finish it this morning, and I’ll let you read it before I send it to the paper.”
“We have to go to work, let’s meet for lunch. We’ll pick you up at noon.”
“Okay, but leave a pot of coffee.”
At noon we picked up Rich. Driving to the diner, Rich handed me what he had written. I began to read it.
“This reporter had the privilege of interviewing Dr. Bruce Stevens in his detention cell while he waited for a new passport from the American Consulate’s office in Vancouver. Dr. Stevens expressed his need for forgiveness for all of the hurt he has caused. He asked that those people who were victimized by his greed and his wanton disregard for their feelings would forgive him. While I was watching, Dr. Stevens committed suicide. His last words were, ‘I am so sorry, and I can’t live with knowing the hurt I have caused. I’m not going to put those people through a review of their hurt that a trial would cause. This way, they can forget, and I pray that somehow, someday, they will forgive me.’ Saying those words, he died.”
“What do you think?”
“I like this better than the first one you showed me.”
Lunch was excellent. We chatted about Stephen and my work. He told us about his life, and he was engaged to be married. He showed us a photo of his fiancee. She was a nice-looking woman who, I’m sure, will complement Rich’s personality.
After lunch, he asked if we would drive him to the airport. Stephen said he would take him so I could get back to work. I had a supplier’s contract to finish reviewing and editing some of the clauses.
Walking home, “What did you think of his article?”
“I thought he did a good job. I hope that people don’t realize that any apology was written by Rich. Knowing who he was, it would be correct to say the wicked witch is dead.”
“You and I know that, but I think Rich gave those that he had hurt some relief.”
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