sed that she'd never leave him,and that she said they'd be together forever. Jen was stressed beyond belief, how in theworld did he find out about her trying to leave.She then knew that the only thing she could do was find that cabin out in thewoods. She set out, day after day, not knowing where and when she would find it, andthen one day, she stumbled upon it. She broke into the cabin by breaking a window andunlocking the door. Upon entering she felt this cold chill go right through her. Shelooked around, amazed. Art work lined the walls. But it wasn't Erich's artwork. It wasnot his scribbled signature. It was one of a woman named Caroline Bonardi. Lookingaround Jen stood in a maze of art supplies. She just couldn't understand. What did Erichdo with all the time he spend here, if all he did was copy over the signature of his mother. So she looked around. She found a closet, or what appeared to be a closet. She openedto the door and to her horror, on an easel, was a picture of her, her 2 children, dead. Itwas a brutal picture. She was scared, this was Erich's work. Taking the painting underher arm, she ran. As soon as she got back to the house, she called for Mark. Mark arrived at thehouse no more then 10 minutes later. In horror she showed the picture to Mark. All of asudden there was a knocking at the door. Who could that be? They quickly shoved thepainting into the closet, and opened the door. There stood the sheriff. He looked at Jenand said, "We need to speak with Erich, where is he?" Jen told him that he had gone alittle vacation with the children and should be back soon. The sheriff nodded and thensaid to her, "Your husband is a fraud, those were his mothers paintings, not his," and thenhe left. Jen couldn't take it anymore she turned to Mark, and started to sob. It was Erich's 35th birthday on that next day. It was nearly 20 years ago thatCaroline had died. Sad enough that she had died on his birthday. ...
