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Books by AHauzeur
Books by AHauzeur
This is a heart wrenching fictional romance novel.
Most books and television talk shows discuss relationships where men cheat on their wives or worse. Often they are portrayed as dead beat dads who do not or seldom pay child support payments. In addition, these men supposedly do not visit their children or want to have a role In their lives.
The other side of the story is not often told, and that is unfortunate. Many of the divorced men are caring fathers who obey the divorce order and do pay the required child support. In addition, they want to see their children, but many ex-wives them from doing so. The reasons vary, but in many cases, they use their children like pawns on a chessboard.
Derek Madison is a man who understands all too well about lies, betrayal and deception by a woman, his wife, Heather. Her unfaithfulness leads to a divorce that costs him custody of his children. He wants a relationship with them, but Heather defies the court order and finds reasons why he can’t see his daughters.
Anyone who experienced a bitter divorce will understand the disappointments, heartbreaks and loneliness at Christmas when all a father wants is to see his children. The story is thought provoking filled with emotions of love, hate, duplicity, and untruths.
Derek couldn’t believe how crowded the mall was. Glancing at the women and men passing by, he noticed how many of them had already filled their shopping bags with merchandise. He smiled and thought, “They probably bought some of those bargains he had read about in the newspaper store advertising flyers.”
Behind him, Derek heard giggles. Turning around, his attention was drawn to a couple with two little girls, probably their daughters. They were looking at a window display of Santa and his elves. One of the girls whined, “I want to see Santa and tell him what I want for Christmas.”
Derek didn’t mean to gape, but they reminded him of his twin daughters, Celeste and Crisla at that age. The woman saw Derek staring. He nodded his head, acknowledging her. “Your…the girls are beautiful.”
The woman smiled. “Thank you.”
“How old are they?”
“They’re four and five.”
Derek commented. “They look like they could be twins.”
The man responded. “Most people think they are. I guess that’s because they’re ten months apart.” He turned from Derek and said, “Let’s go girls and see if we can find Santa.”
The family walked off and Derek recalled Christmas mornings with his twin daughters. He grinned, thinking about how they rushed into the bedroom and in unison asked, “Can we go down stairs and see what Santa brought us?”
Hearing, “Yes,” the girls ran out the room and down the stairs, hurrying to see what gifts Santa left under the tree. Joining the girls, he and Heather watched them open their gifts with wide eyes and grins from ear to ear.
Once all the gifts were opened, the girls liked to climb up onto Derek’s lap, hugging, kissing, and giggling with delight. When Derek was packing to leave the house after the divorce, he found a photo of him and the girlsfrom one of those Christmas mornings. He carried it in his wallet, and every time he glanced at the snapshot, a warm glow filled his body. The picture could have been a Norman Rockwell illustration.
Spending Christmas with his daughters was one of the happiest moments of his marriage to Heather. Derek had no idea that everything he enjoyed about Christmas with his girls would be reduced to nothing but memories.
Clearing his throat, he brushed at a falling tear. Closing and opening his eyes, he tried to compose himself. He shook his head. “Why did I come to the mall?”