Friday 3 December 2021

TS3 Chapter 22

 Chapter 22



Guntram de Lisle's diary

October 14th, 2016 

Zurich 

 

Things always get curiouser and curiouser in my life. 

There's no other way to explain it or perhaps I should stop looking for an explanation to everything that happens in my life. As I've seen in the past months, there's nothing rational to it. 

I spend most of my time dodging the balls thrown at me. Months ago I had most chances to be the first one out of this world. I was in a hospital and doctors had given up on me. I needed a transplant and there was no matching donor for me. I had given up. 

But now, Constantin and Altair are dead. Both were fine and now they're gone. I swore to never again talk to Konrad and we are (sort of) living together for the children's sake. 

We are even working together in relative peace and harmony. He respects my ideas and lets me do what I think it's good for the companies. After all, I own half of his assets by marriage. For over three months, I haven't heard a single complaint about my methods or visions and ours has been a fruitful cooperation. After Altair was gone, I lost all interest in the divorce court battle and Konrad was tactful enough as to keep his mouth shut about my relationship with Altair. 

He never said another word after that time when I was forced to come back to Zurich and I didn't say a word about my father because I didn't want to start a war in front of four kids. We just kept things civil and distant while we worked together. 

Two nights ago we had dinner together with the children and managed to send them to bed at ten (which was quite an accomplishment considering it was Friday). Separating them was a good idea. They aren't babies any more (well, Kostya is one but he doesn't agree with our opinion) and Karl and Klaus have different needs than their younger brothers. 

For the first time in a long time, I felt again at home after the boys had the lights out. Maybe it was the tiredness that comes along with negotiating with teens and toddlers about their bedtimes, but I was happy that Konrad had persuaded my own boys to go to bed before their brothers. 

We have many problems between us but I can't deny he has always been good to my children.