I went into the forest with my father. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and said, “Finally, we’re alone. Come here, let me kiss you. I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” I recoiled from him in horror. But my father came closer, took me by the shoulders, and whispered, “Don’t be afraid, darling. Your mother will never know what happened between us.” I started shaking. And when he said, “I’ve waited 19 years for this moment,” I froze in fear…

• Robert, why into the forest?

Father smiled awkwardly.

• Because no one will bother us there.

Mom didn’t answer.

But her face turned pale.

Even then I had a feeling that something was wrong.

And yet I agreed.

On Sunday morning we set out on our journey.

In the car, my father was unusually silent.

Occasionally he would glance at me, but then quickly look back at the road.

After about forty minutes we reached the forest.

At first we walked along a regular path.

But then my father suggested going deeper into the forest.

• There is one beautiful place there that I want to show you.

• Dad, there’s almost no one here.

• That’s exactly why I brought you here.

I was becoming more and more anxious.

A few minutes later we came to an old wooden bench.