Chapter 69. Ending the War

 The two old men sat out of breath after slapping and punching each other a few times. "You're getting old Edward." Mr. Johnson sneered, stretching on the coach.

 "You never see yourself, do you Johnson? You're way older than I am. I only let you go out of pity." Mr. Edward spoke, wiping sweat from his forehead.

 "You want us to start again Edward? Don't be too full of yourself." Mr Johnson got up pointing a finger at him then sat back as fast wincing in pain. "This body keeps failing me." They both laughed despite the exhaustion and pain. "What happened to us, Edward? You were my best friend, my brother." Johnson asked, feeling worn out.

 "I always ask myself the same thing." Mr Edward sighed. "That night when the police arrested me, a dark cloud fell in my heart. I hated you so much for what you did to me. Seeing my father's disappointment in me completely broke me. All these years I've tried to get back at you so I can erase that pain."