The Peace Maker by Michele Chynoweth

Author:Michele Chynoweth [Chynoweth, Michele]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ellechor Publishing House, LLC
Published: 2012-11-01T04:00:00+00:00

Martin sat across his desk from his daughter Wendy in the Oval Office. He had summoned her alone while Carol was out visiting her sister, who had just discovered she had cancer.

“How did Leif react to the news?” Martin got right to the point, his voice was terse like that of an interrogator. “What did he say when he found out you’re pregnant again already?”

Wendy’s voice was tinged with annoyance. “Well, he didn’t say much. I guess he was busy entertaining this dignitary and his family over there and he was impatient to get back to his dinner. To be honest, I was really disappointed in his reaction. I know he’s busy with all of these political maneuverings and world peace and such, but still, this is his child, Dad.”

“Which is why it’s so hard to tell you what I’m about to tell you.” Martin’s expression was grim. He held up a manila envelope in his right hand and got right to the point. “I didn’t want to show you these, but you need to know the truth about this man you call your husband and now the father of your child.” His last few words dripped with sardonic contempt. “This is the man who claims to love you. It sickens me because I love you and never want to see you hurt. But you need to know the truth. I am so angry I can’t see straight. If Leif were here, I’d strangle him to death. How dare he get you pregnant, then go off and . . .” He let his words trail off for effect.

“Off and what, Dad? You’re scaring me. What?” Her voice was shrill, panicked with fear.

“I’m sorry, Wendy. Here, look for yourself.” The president slid the envelope across the desk toward his daughter. “I don’t know how to tell you this other than to come right out and say it. Your husband has been caught cheating.”

He waited for the last word to land on his daughter’s ears as she opened the envelope and sat staring at the top photo amid the stack. He watched her expression change the way a storm gathers and grows into a hurricane, from wonder to shock to anger to rage. She started flipping through the photos—slowly at first, then faster in her fury.

In the first photo, Leif was walking at night along a city street, arm and arm with a gorgeous young Israeli woman. The camera lens had captured her face. She was smiling, perfect white teeth in an unlined olive face, with large, kohl-rimmed, almond-shaped eyes that twinkled with amusement, as if Leif apparently had said something quite entertaining.

The photos were apparently arranged in progression as if the photographer had snapped away, unfolding the affair before her eyes.

In the second photo, Leif and the woman were sitting at a bar laughing over drinks. In the third, the woman was kissing Leif on the cheek. The fourth depicted her embracing him with her arms wrapped around his neck. It was hard to tell where his hands were since it was a shot from the shoulders up.

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