Haunted

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murder, in the death of Mr. Mitchum.
    “Haunted” ended up not being renewed for another season. “The Wild Thing” caught a wave, and rose fast on the YouTube rankings.
    Then, Kim decided to shut the channel down.
    At first I was a bit upset, but only just for a little while.
    We spent the next few months getting to know one another even more closely. I can honestly say it was some of the best times in my life.
    Of course, with the show being cancelled, Candice was miffed, because now she was faced with two hard truths – my relationship with Kim, and the fact that the show was truly over.
    When we had returned, I was ready to let her know our own relationship had run its course, and I was in love with Kim.
    But, as soon as she saw us, she ran over and gave me a big hug and kiss.
    She told me “You’re a very lucky man, Brian Cox. Don’t lose her!”
    And then, she went to Kim and told her that they should do lunch sometime soon.
    They both looked over at me, and I swear I had never felt more exposed in my entire life!
    Candice turned out to have been ready to move on, and had soon ‘re-united’ with an old flame named Robert.
    Last I heard, they had rented a bungalow in Cabo for the summer.
    *****
    “Haunted” coming off the air wasn’t really the devastating blow I had thought it would be. I realized that I had already done everything I wanted with the show.
    To be honest, it felt great to go out at the top of my game.
    My days of exploring ‘reality show mysteries’ had finally come to an end.
    But with Kim, on the other hand…let’s just say there’s still a lot of exploring to do there.
    Starting with the idea of us having some of our own “Junior Investigators”.
    *****
    Every day I wake and thank my lucky stars that we’ve been able to finally be together.
    It’s been a pretty long road to get here, where I can finally feel at ease with my life.
    I struggled for many years with the truth about my old man.
    When we were kids, Kim and I were pals, but always had to keep looking over our shoulders because of him. He could turn violent at the drop of a hat, but he’d done some pretty damn fine things, every once in a while. I guess Kim’s mom had seen something of that in him, which is why they got married.
    I can’t imagine she’d knowingly put her daughter through that shit.
    But, my father ended up being the one who finally screwed it up enough to make it unfixable.
    I have no idea where he is now; but I remember the last time I had seen him.
    It was the day after I had left the house, and the police had brought me into the station to testify against him.
    My stepmom had called them, at Kim’s insistence, after I had walked away.
    They came and picked him up, and he took a swing at one of the cops. He missed, but that was enough to stick him in the hoosegow, and get him before a judge.
    When I came into the room, my black eye and bruised body spoke volumes about what my father had done to me. Everyone in the room looked at me, and then shook their heads in disgust at the old man.
    He sat there, head down, not saying anything. It was almost as if the rest of us didn’t even exist.
    One of the cops took me aside and told me my father was going to jail for a long time, and my testimony would cement the deal.
    Although I wanted him to be punished for what he’d done to me and Kim, and my stepmom, I felt sick.
    I didn’t want to tell them anything. I was embarrassed and hurt, and felt like it was somehow my fault. That I had done something to make him snap.
    The old man looked at me, and I felt this odd mix of emotions.
    I didn’t exactly hate him, but I didn’t want him to hurt Kim or her mom, either.
    I asked them to let me speak with him for a few minutes, alone.
    The cops shrugged, and told me to just wave at the one-way glass if I needed them.
    We sat there, not speaking for about three minutes. I was almost ready to just leave, when he looked at me with this really sad look.
    “I just

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