The afternoon sun was warm as Mark stepped out onto the porch.
An ambulance crew checked little Leo and said he was perfectly healthy.
Mark sat on the white stone steps while holding his son close.
His lawyer arrived twenty minutes later with a brief case in hand.
The lawyer looked at the police cars driving away down the street.
"Victoria will not be getting a single dollar from the estate," he said.
"Her actions today guarantee you full custody of Leo forever," he added.
Mark closed his eyes and felt a deep peace fill his heart.
The long battle over the family trust fund was finally over today.
He did not care about the big house or the expensive furniture.
He only cared about giving his boy a safe and happy home.
Mark packed a small bag with Leo's clothes and favorite soft toys.
He decided to sell the Dallas mansion and move somewhere peaceful instead.
He wanted a small house near the countryside with a big backyard.
A place where Leo could run around without any dark secrets around.
He placed Leo safely into the car seat in the back row.
Mark took one last look at the grand double wooden doors behind him.
He turned his back on the greedy past that had nearly destroyed him.
He started the truck engine and drove away into the bright afternoon sunlight.
He knew the road ahead would be simple, honest, and filled with love.