Letters from Henry

~Chapter 19~


I got a letter today from Henry. I asked the boy to report to me anything that went on with Victor. You see, I know Victor will be so wrapped up in his own world to care about writing back to his dear old dad. Youth these days... I'm still so worried about him, even more with this letter I recieved from Henry. He reports that Victor's mood instead of improving, seems to have gotten even worse than before. You don't know how much this pains me. All I ever wanted for my children was happiness and success. Above all happiness. Henry also tells of Victor's constant absence from the present world. Instead of burying his troubles and enjoying life, he's burying himself in his troubles, in his guilt. Although he blames himself for Will and Justine's deaths, I don't blame him. Even now that I know it was his creation that did the horrible deed, it was not Victor's fault. Apparently, Victor insisted on renting a cottage in the middle of nowhere. Henry writes that he tried everything possible to change his mind, to no avail. I question Victor's intentions Is he getting cold feet?. Is he perhaps working on his creature's demand? Is he really there to take a break? Whatever it is, I have this wierd feeling about. I must find a way to recieve information about Victor. I hate to pry, but I don't like leaving Victor by himself, especially in these conditions. He should not be alone. I must go now and see if I can find anyone. I hate keeping Elizabeth in the dark about all that I have learned, but I think thats the best thing for her now.