That evening I went to have dinner with my wife, Max and Paul (my other son) to my parents house and, then, I talked to my father in private to ask him for his advice:
-You and your family must sleep in my house and I will go now to your house and see what is happening in the attic and kill the animal that has caused those strange noises.
-But, dad, I can go and help you because I think that it is a dangerous animal. There was a lot of blood on the floor!
-No, you must stay with your sons and with your wife, I have a great plan to kill that animal.
-What is that plan? Can you tell me?
-No, Bobby, but you must come to your house tomorrow morning.
-OK, dad, but I think it is a bad idea that you go to my house on your own.
I complied with my dad’s demand and I went to sleep and my wife and sons did the same.
Next morning, I went to my house on my own. I was starting to open the door when, all of a sudden, my father opened the door very fast and then he closed it. He was very terrified and he told me:
-My great plan didn’t work. The wolf that I took to the attic is now dead. It’s completly mutilated.
-What are you talking about dad?
-I saw him, Bobby, I saw the animal and it was bigger than a grizzly bear.
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