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This story was first published at the end of Riya's story about travelling back from the Kia Iwi Lakes, but we've decided that since it wasn't about travelling, it should be added as a separate story of its own. With a bit of improvement, here it is, here.
The next morning, after our trip back from the lakes, was the last full day in New Zealand. They would be leaving for either Australia or India the following day.
There was a bit of a scene after breakfast when Peter had asked the twins to hand over their keys to the car they shared. There was a bit of arguing back, then came the tears, especially from Carol.
“You can't do that! My life will be ruined if I can't go out!” Carol said.
“You should have thought of that before you disobeyed us,” I replied.
“Our friends will never speak to us again,” Kirsten said.
“They can't be any kind of friends then,” I replied, not believing a word of their dramatics. “You're better off without them.”
“That's fucking not fair. You are so mean!” Kirsten added, looking at her father, probably hoping he would break first.
It didn't help their cause when Kirsten swore at her father and called him mean. But through it all, Peter and I remained firm and wouldn't back down. We had to, whether we liked it or not; we couldn't let them win with this. They broke the rules, so they needed to face the punishment.
“How do you think we feel? In front of all our friends. You know the group rules! And you deliberately disobeyed them,” Jenny said.
“Mike and Shanti are our friends. Sarvesh and Amita are too. You let all of us down!” Peter added.
“But we didn't mean to hurt you, Daddy,” Carol tried to say.
'Daddy!' See, still playing games, going for him as they thought he would give in first.
“Well, you did,” Peter said. “I'm very disappointed in you both. I thought you were good girls.” He paused for a moment to move between them, putting an arm around each of them. “Look, I love you girls and don't want to punish you.”
It was an intense moment for all three of them. The girls were in tears. Peter had tears in his eyes, too. I was touched by it. I thought they were beginning to realise that it wasn't the sex but the way they betrayed us, the broken trust. But with those two, it was hard to tell if it was a put-on.
Finally, both in tears, they ran off to a bedroom.
“It's hard not to give in to them. But they need to be punished for what they did,” Peter said.
“You're always a bit soft on them,” I smiled back at him.
“I know, but they are our daughters. I think the world of them,” Peter said.
I stepped over and hugged him. "I know you do. You're a good father to them. But this power struggle has been building for a while now. We can't give in!”
It was a touching moment. I could see he was struggling.
This story was first published at the end of Riya's story about travelling back from the Kia Iwi Lakes, but we've decided that since it wasn't about travelling, it should be added as a separate story of its own. With a bit of improvement, here it is, here.
The next morning, after our trip back from the lakes, was the last full day in New Zealand. They would be leaving for either Australia or India the following day.
There was a bit of a scene after breakfast when Peter had asked the twins to hand over their keys to the car they shared. There was a bit of arguing back, then came the tears, especially from Carol.
“You can't do that! My life will be ruined if I can't go out!” Carol said.
“You should have thought of that before you disobeyed us,” I replied.
“Our friends will never speak to us again,” Kirsten said.
“They can't be any kind of friends then,” I replied, not believing a word of their dramatics. “You're better off without them.”
“That's fucking not fair. You are so mean!” Kirsten added, looking at her father, probably hoping he would break first.
It didn't help their cause when Kirsten swore at her father and called him mean. But through it all, Peter and I remained firm and wouldn't back down. We had to, whether we liked it or not; we couldn't let them win with this. They broke the rules, so they needed to face the punishment.
“How do you think we feel? In front of all our friends. You know the group rules! And you deliberately disobeyed them,” Jenny said.
“Mike and Shanti are our friends. Sarvesh and Amita are too. You let all of us down!” Peter added.
“But we didn't mean to hurt you, Daddy,” Carol tried to say.
'Daddy!' See, still playing games, going for him as they thought he would give in first.
“Well, you did,” Peter said. “I'm very disappointed in you both. I thought you were good girls.” He paused for a moment to move between them, putting an arm around each of them. “Look, I love you girls and don't want to punish you.”
It was an intense moment for all three of them. The girls were in tears. Peter had tears in his eyes, too. I was touched by it. I thought they were beginning to realise that it wasn't the sex but the way they betrayed us, the broken trust. But with those two, it was hard to tell if it was a put-on.
Finally, both in tears, they ran off to a bedroom.
“It's hard not to give in to them. But they need to be punished for what they did,” Peter said.
“You're always a bit soft on them,” I smiled back at him.
“I know, but they are our daughters. I think the world of them,” Peter said.
I stepped over and hugged him. "I know you do. You're a good father to them. But this power struggle has been building for a while now. We can't give in!”
It was a touching moment. I could see he was struggling.
