(Do read the previous parts to understand this one better...)

(Past)
what should I do.... should I tell the police about him... but what will I say, why am I taking his name... these were the thoughts in my mind... I decided not to tell them about him......i really regret this decision now......if I would have told them about him... there were chances that everything would have stopped then and their.......

After some time I got a call from the hospital..... which I was honestly expecting...... but I never expected to hear what the person on the other side of the phone said.... "Mam, we are really sorry we couldn't save Mr Williams..... he suddenly had some complications, his pulse rate was dropping rapidly we tried everything thing but nothing was helping so finally we decided to perform an operation....but before the operation could even start his heart stopped responding.......Please come to the hospital to college the body......"

After listening to him.... I was devastated...... tears came running down my face...... I didn't knew what was happening ....in seconds... my whole world was finished...... I was also worried how will I tell my children all this..........

As I was going to the hospital James came and said... "mam you wanted to know about Mr Taylor right???
well I changed the story......just for you"....would you like to hear what happens to him...?
he said with a smile.....

With tears in my eyes and an angry face....i said.... "I don't want to know about your shity story......and when I come, back you need to answer some of my questions... "

After saying this I quickly sat in my car and left.... he was still standing in the same spot with no expressions..... but at that time I was just thinking about John...... when I reached the hospital and saw his body.... I couldn't control my tears.........I wasn't able to stand...... The person whom I loved the most was lying dead in front of me.....For me everything was down to ashes.......I stood there in front of him for some time and recalling all our happy moments together......... his face was distorted......i didn't knew how was I going to tell all this to my children.......when I was back to my senses they made me sign some papers and then i was allowed to take him home........after coming back I didn't see James again as if he just disappeared..... also I didn't wanted to see him again.... all my friends and family came for the funeral.... I tried to explain all this to children but they were not really to understand anything the just wanted their Dad back........and I don't blame them for this....... At that time I saw Lizzie....... I quickly went to her and asked him about James.......i started to yell at her..... and also asked her to call her brother back and I don't want him in this house any more...... by the looks of her it seemed she was confused...... as if she never knew a person named James..... this made me more angry...... I started to find the letter James brought with him.... but I couldn't find it.... and while I was searching for it she told me she never had a younger brother...... after listening to her I was shocked... that means the person living in this house was a stranger...... and just then I saw James standing at a corner of the church....I pointed my finger towards him and asked her..... "do you mean you don't know that person....? "and she replied.... "No" by this, now it was clear that he wasn't here to write a book but he had some other intentions.......and by seeing what was happening.... I was sure the intentions were not good once..... I took some of his pictures....... and decided to find out his true identity........

(present)

This was scary...... I couldn't even imagine my self in her place in just one night she lost everything.......who was James?? Also was James his true name...... I am pretty sure that he is a relative if Alice........