Second Nature by Ric Flair

Second Nature by Ric Flair

Author:Ric Flair
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press


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ADVERSITY COMES IN MANY FORMS

I never said in my heart, “This is where I should be.”

June 2001

One afternoon after school, I walked into the kitchen and said hello to my mom and her friend Susan Beck. I wanted to ask about a summer trip, but once I saw that she and Susan were busy talking, I thought better of it.

I decided to go to my room, and on the way upstairs, it sounded like they were both crying. I got to my room and stayed in the doorway. I could hear them talking, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. All the while, my mother just kept crying.

I wanted to help my mom feel better. I went downstairs and asked her what was going on. I saw something that looked like a tape recorder—like the one I’d found in my dad’s car when I as a kid, but this one was a different color. She hesitated and looked at Susan.

I said, “Mom, tell me. What’s wrong?”

My mother said that my dad was having an affair.

“With who?” I asked. “How did Dad meet her? Did she work for WCW?” I couldn’t understand how he could possibly meet someone since he was so busy traveling all the time. When he wasn’t on the road, he was home with us. He took Reider and me with him everywhere. Either that or he was out with my mom.

My mom explained that Tiffany, the woman from Dad’s Gold’s Gym in South Park and the person who trained Reider and me every so often, was the other woman. I just stood there, stunned.

I said, “What? What do you mean?”

All I kept thinking was that my dad was my hero, our protector. He would never do anything to hurt our family.

Hearing more about this and seeing my mother inconsolable made it feel like walls were closing in on me. My heart started racing. I couldn’t make sense of it. Should I be mad at my dad? We’d never had a conflict before. But how could I not be angry? How could I not feel betrayed?

My mom explained that my dad had bought her a Mercedes. I never had any idea that there was a problem with my parents’ relationship. For the first time in my life, I was torn between my mom and my dad. I had to get to the bottom of this.

I swiped the cordless house phone from the kitchen counter, ran up the stairs to my room, and called him. When he said, “Hello,” I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore. Everything poured out. “Dad, where are you? Who’s Tiffany? What’s going on?” I didn’t give him a second to answer me. “Come home, Dad. Please just come home.” I hung up the phone. I stayed in my room and cried.

That night, somewhere around 8:00, I heard someone pull into the garage, walk through the kitchen, and up the steps. It was my dad. He came into my room, hugged me, and said he was sorry.



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