I wake up the next day and buy some white zerbera and carnations, I get them rolled in the bouquet and I visit the coffee shop in the early opening hours and I wait for you to arrive. Its almost 2 hours I have been waiting and I see you entering through the door, You make your way to the counter and as you place the order, I carefully plant the flower bouquet with your name on it on your favourite table.
He climbs down the stairs, two at a time like playing sun, moon, land, stars and in seconds he is out of the door and makes his flight back to the lakeside. After 10 minutes of his nonstop running, he is finally there and completely out of breath, he rolls over the ground breathing heavily and looking towards the kids lifts his hand up to grab him. All the four pick him up.
Previously on the Lost Lake, you read about a child who became the victim of domestic violence. His parents are undergoing a bad relationship phase and as a result Dave, the child is beaten up which changes his little mind to run away and never come back. His little sister is way too small to be left alone in the house with fights and remorse. Karl and Marla, his parents are up to no good and the child falls prey to drugs.
Karl was relieved to see her face. He hugged her at the entrance and he remained in her arms speaking nothing. Karl started crying in her arms.He was looking for her from the moment he woke up. He was mourning her demised sister, feeling himself guilty for not taking out time for her or for his own kid. He wanted to apologize for everything and wanted to make amends. His tears broke all the barriers , he had laid on his thoughts and feelings. He could not say anything. He gathered the courage to speak and leaving Marla from his embrace, held her beautiful face in both her hands, tucking her hair flick behind the ear.