THE TOWERS FAMILY SAGA
        EPISODE 47
Robert received a
letter in the mail
on a Tuesday morning.
It wasn't from a
lawyer or a fan.
It was from Tyler.
Dad, we found the
old tools in the shed.
I'm starting my own
shop. No Towers name.
Just Tyler's Garage.
Robert felt a tear
hit the paper.
He hadn't cried once
during the trial.
He hadn't cried
when they took the
house or the cars.
But the idea of
his son starting
something honest
broke the dam.
Barbara is working
at the park clinic.
She says the air
there is better
than the office.
Robert smiled, his
eyes red and wet.
The fallout had
actually cleared
the path for them.
They weren't the
children of an
empire anymore.
They were people
with tools and
jobs and lives.
He sat at the
small metal desk
in his cell.
He wrote a single
sentence in reply.
Build it strong,
build it true,
and never look back.
He folded the
letter and felt
the weight of the
world lift away.
He was a convict.
He was a father.
He was a man.
The fallout had
finally settled.
The ground was
still, and the
sky was wide.
He looked out the
small high window
and saw a bird
circling the wire.
It was free.
And for the first
time in his life,
so was he.

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