Not all thoughts, feelings, and actions are pleasant. It’s ok. You need to ask yourself if you’re up to looking into these places. It’s ok if yo... need to skip something that hits to close to home. You’re not going to hurt my feelings. A lot of people have been hurt by suicide. I understand if you don’t want to talk about it with me. I’m NOT trying to get 500 emails begging me not to do it or 5 asshats giving advice on how to and telling me to Youtube it for their enjoyment.About two months into. I knew I wouldn’t. The adults had decided the best thing to do to avoid detection was to observe the beach through powerful binoculars from a boat, out at sea. When that observer saw the two men enter the bowl, only then would the cops take their places to tighten the noose.That was why we’d been told not to ask for more money for five or ten minutes after they showed up.If they showed up.I was beginning to wonder about that. We spent over an hour fine tuning our “how to act normal” plan before. I was dumbfounded and could not respond, and we left it at that. I woke this morning feeling really stupid and found myself wanting to call him. I reached for the phone, but just as I was typing his number, the screen displayed his name. He was calling me. Hesitantly, I put my thumb on the answer button and pushed it. "Hello, babe," he said. "Hey," I answered wearily. "Can I come and see you?" he asked. "Sure. When?" I said. "Now. Open your front door," he chuckled. I rushed to my. Gidget rolled her eyes saying it looked serious, but Val wouldn't say. Bob was gone somewhere - Gidget didn't say where - and they settled into their normal sisterly chatter while Sunny helped get dinner ready. By the time Bob came in the door with two bottles of wine and a bottle of brandy, Sunny was relaxed enough that just the sight of him didn't tense her up.Then they sat and ate dinner like normal people, talking about normal things. Nothing was said about Bob being their father, or his.