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Faizan
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The Hotel
As Lee walked back to his hotel room he got thinking: if it hadn't been for him, Jay wouldn't have been allowed at sixteen-years old to date his daughter, and that would have made his daughter unhappy, a shy girl as she was, and she would never have ventured to speak to him beyond that day, and had it not been for him they would never have been allowed to marry at such a young age. And now this marriage had lasted twenty-one years. What then would life have had to offer her? And therefore would never have had her two boys. Now in all this there's enough of me to have received some kindness, so it would seem.
But that's not all. If Jays jealousy and envy and hate hadn't gotten in his way, perhaps the root of his illness, for at one time he had begged him to take him and his family out of a certain eastside neighborhood and apartment he was living in, his landlord was taking advantage of his cerebral, and emotional disability, and he did, and he bought for them a four apartment complex. But besides that I imagine he had hoped his children would show more of a higher opinion of him, I mean they took, and never gave! Now a grandparent to their kids-: but not allowed to see them-in all earnest, why? Thought Lee.
"Yes, of course" replied Lee in thought: I caused them some kind of vexation, but to keep utterly silent about something drives a person to believe there is more symptoms of illness than I've thought, especially for Jay, especially with such ungallant mannerisms, who pretends to be the big and fare man of the house. He is more like an overgrown mouse!"
Of course, Jay and JL were like two peas in a pod (in thought that is), like two sparrows counting on God, and Jay never believed in God, until two-days before his death, so his youngest boy volunteered. Above everything, the only thing that he succeeded in was their marriage. Better than Lee's two boys who were on second and third marriages. In that sense, the least became the most profitable, but not without its makeshift dilemmas.
Happier in Jay's case does not mean, he provided a byproduct, he wanted something, he wanted to receive, but was unwilling to give to his father-in-law, abuse yes, and so is it not true, the giver is the happier? Of course, because giving is the byproduct which is happiness, not receiving, that is something else, of another sort. Furthermore, he wasn't independent, industrious, or manly, for some men keepsakes, but for Jay I don't think so. The blessing was that Jay found Lee's daughter, and they were like to like, and he recognized this. His daughter told him once, "He'll never make anything of himself, I want to come back and live with you!" And Lee said, "No, you're going to have his child soon, and if it doesn't work out, then okay, but you got to try to make it work out, it's experimental at first." And she adhered to his wishes, and made the best of it.
Now at the hotel, Lee found the dining room full, except for one table in the corner empty. He rushed to secure his seat, at once was seated, a dark-eyed waitress took his order, she was singing in a soft tone of an old tune, it sounded like an old Bobby Vee tune! Something about a rubber ball.
The behavior Lee had to put up with, nine-years previous when he felt Jay had the upper hand using his daughter and grandchildren, as if in blackmail, he did not intend to put up with now, if he was to meet his daughter, and try to set things right.
The Hotel
As Lee walked back to his hotel room he got thinking: if it hadn't been for him, Jay wouldn't have been allowed at sixteen-years old to date his daughter, and that would have made his daughter unhappy, a shy girl as she was, and she would never have ventured to speak to him beyond that day, and had it not been for him they would never have been allowed to marry at such a young age. And now this marriage had lasted twenty-one years. What then would life have had to offer her? And therefore would never have had her two boys. Now in all this there's enough of me to have received some kindness, so it would seem.
But that's not all. If Jays jealousy and envy and hate hadn't gotten in his way, perhaps the root of his illness, for at one time he had begged him to take him and his family out of a certain eastside neighborhood and apartment he was living in, his landlord was taking advantage of his cerebral, and emotional disability, and he did, and he bought for them a four apartment complex. But besides that I imagine he had hoped his children would show more of a higher opinion of him, I mean they took, and never gave! Now a grandparent to their kids-: but not allowed to see them-in all earnest, why? Thought Lee.
"Yes, of course" replied Lee in thought: I caused them some kind of vexation, but to keep utterly silent about something drives a person to believe there is more symptoms of illness than I've thought, especially for Jay, especially with such ungallant mannerisms, who pretends to be the big and fare man of the house. He is more like an overgrown mouse!"
Of course, Jay and JL were like two peas in a pod (in thought that is), like two sparrows counting on God, and Jay never believed in God, until two-days before his death, so his youngest boy volunteered. Above everything, the only thing that he succeeded in was their marriage. Better than Lee's two boys who were on second and third marriages. In that sense, the least became the most profitable, but not without its makeshift dilemmas.
Happier in Jay's case does not mean, he provided a byproduct, he wanted something, he wanted to receive, but was unwilling to give to his father-in-law, abuse yes, and so is it not true, the giver is the happier? Of course, because giving is the byproduct which is happiness, not receiving, that is something else, of another sort. Furthermore, he wasn't independent, industrious, or manly, for some men keepsakes, but for Jay I don't think so. The blessing was that Jay found Lee's daughter, and they were like to like, and he recognized this. His daughter told him once, "He'll never make anything of himself, I want to come back and live with you!" And Lee said, "No, you're going to have his child soon, and if it doesn't work out, then okay, but you got to try to make it work out, it's experimental at first." And she adhered to his wishes, and made the best of it.
Now at the hotel, Lee found the dining room full, except for one table in the corner empty. He rushed to secure his seat, at once was seated, a dark-eyed waitress took his order, she was singing in a soft tone of an old tune, it sounded like an old Bobby Vee tune! Something about a rubber ball.
The behavior Lee had to put up with, nine-years previous when he felt Jay had the upper hand using his daughter and grandchildren, as if in blackmail, he did not intend to put up with now, if he was to meet his daughter, and try to set things right.
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