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William Hartman
-10 Years Earlier-
"Careful, darling. Do you need help getting into the car? Here, let me open the door for you. Yes, I've gotten the car seat set up, and yes, I followed the directions this time. I'm not taking any chances with little Markie."
William Hartman ushered his wife into the car, their newborn son secured in the backseat. As he helped lower her into her seat, he pressed his lips against hers, causing her to squeal in surprise. "Oh, Will, stop it!" Her words were in protest, but her smile and the hand she held on his chest proved that she was happy to be with him. He smiled in return, before striding over to the driver's side door to take his family home.
Now that they were officially a family, William had never been prouder.
-Present Day-
William had never been more desolate.
He poured himself another glass of whiskey, throwing it back easily. After another long day of work, all he wanted to do was get piss drunk and pass out asleep. He didn't want to dream, or to think, or to be. He didn't want any part of the conscious world until it was time to go back to work again tomorrow.
As he was pouring another drink, the phone rang. Growling in anger, Will thought about ignoring it. The last thing he wanted was to speak to anyone. Still, it might have been important. Reluctantly, he answered the phone.
"Hello?"
Thank You.
William Hartman
-10 Years Earlier-
"Careful, darling. Do you need help getting into the car? Here, let me open the door for you. Yes, I've gotten the car seat set up, and yes, I followed the directions this time. I'm not taking any chances with little Markie."
William Hartman ushered his wife into the car, their newborn son secured in the backseat. As he helped lower her into her seat, he pressed his lips against hers, causing her to squeal in surprise. "Oh, Will, stop it!" Her words were in protest, but her smile and the hand she held on his chest proved that she was happy to be with him. He smiled in return, before striding over to the driver's side door to take his family home.
Now that they were officially a family, William had never been prouder.
-Present Day-
William had never been more desolate.
He poured himself another glass of whiskey, throwing it back easily. After another long day of work, all he wanted to do was get piss drunk and pass out asleep. He didn't want to dream, or to think, or to be. He didn't want any part of the conscious world until it was time to go back to work again tomorrow.
As he was pouring another drink, the phone rang. Growling in anger, Will thought about ignoring it. The last thing he wanted was to speak to anyone. Still, it might have been important. Reluctantly, he answered the phone.
"Hello?"