a full recovery."
Tears in his eyes, he turns to me and raises
our clasped hands to his mouth kissing my palm. "You are one tough
lady. I am proud of you too."
Barry and Jacob exchange knowing looks. They
have both been exactly where Dylan is and know where he is headed
even if he doesn't know yet.
Dylan watches as the jet takes off headed
back for Wyoming. It is time for him to go and collect his son. He
can't believe after all these years he is actually going to have
Damian with him every day. He is so happy. He knows they will have
a period of adjustment but he is confident they will make it
through. He is grateful for the short visits he had with Damian
thanks to his friend Bobby Feldman. At least they won't be total
strangers.
When he pulls into the Child Protective
Services office he feels like butterflies have taken up permanent
residence in his stomach. When he walks in the door, Damian pulls
away from the social worker and bolts toward him. He pulls him into
his arms and swings him around. Holding him tightly he looks at the
social worker and sees her smile.
She says, "Mr. Drake, I am very happy to see
that Damian is comfortable with you. We had been led to believe you
hadn't seen him for some time."
Blushing, Dylan says, "Well, Damian and I met
on several occasions at the mall and played video games. His mother
wouldn't allow formal visits so we met whenever we could."
She says, "To be honest I am very relieved to
know that. I was worried that you were going to be strangers to
each other. I can now comfortably allow you to take Damian back to
your home in Wyoming. I will be sending my files to the agency in
Cody. I'm sure you will be contacted by them in the near future. We
packed all of his things at their home. I'll have our clerk help
you load them into your car. Here is my card if you should need to
contact me. Good luck."
Dylan plans to spend the night at a hotel in
Amarillo and fly back to Wyoming in the morning giving he and
Damian some alone time to get to know each other better. After
checking into the hotel, they head down to the restaurant for an
early dinner. Sitting at the table he asks,
"Damian, how have you been? Have they been
treating you all right?"
Damian says, "They were nice enough to me.
Why did they tell me you weren't going to come get me? After they
told me Mom had died they said you wouldn't be coming to get me and
that I was going to have to stay in Foster Care. I didn't
understand why you wouldn't come." He looks at Dylan with hurt
showing in his eyes.
Dylan says, "They didn't tell you they had
arrested me for your Mom's death?"
Damian says, "What? They thought you killed
Mom? Why didn't they ask me? Richard killed her. I could have told
them that."
Dylan asks, "How do you know that?"
Damian answers, "Easy. Mom was taking money
from him and it made him really mad. I heard him say he was going
to kill her. I didn't like him at all. He was mean."
Dylan asks, "When did you hear him say
that?"
Damian answers, "I heard him talking on his
cell phone at the mall on Saturday. He said he had it all worked
out that he was going to kill her and blame you."
"Did you tell anybody what you heard?" asks
Dylan.
"I told the guy that came to tell me Mom was
dead. I think he said he was a pro see cuter," answers Damian.
"Well, that explains why they wouldn't let
Jacob talk to you," replies Dylan.
"So, did they finally figure out that Richard
did it? Is that why they let you come and get me?" asks Damian.
"Yeah, they figured it out. I'm sorry Sport
that I couldn't come sooner. I wanted to be there for you when they
told you about your Mom," says Dylan.
"So, tell me about the ranch where we are
going to live. Are there horses and cows and stuff? Are there other
kids for me to play with? Will I be able to play baseball? How long
will we have to drive to get to the ranch?"
"Whoa, slow down. The ranch is in Wyoming and
yes we have both horses and cows. A boy named Eric who is a couple
of
Tears in his eyes, he turns to me and raises
our clasped hands to his mouth kissing my palm. "You are one tough
lady. I am proud of you too."
Barry and Jacob exchange knowing looks. They
have both been exactly where Dylan is and know where he is headed
even if he doesn't know yet.
Dylan watches as the jet takes off headed
back for Wyoming. It is time for him to go and collect his son. He
can't believe after all these years he is actually going to have
Damian with him every day. He is so happy. He knows they will have
a period of adjustment but he is confident they will make it
through. He is grateful for the short visits he had with Damian
thanks to his friend Bobby Feldman. At least they won't be total
strangers.
When he pulls into the Child Protective
Services office he feels like butterflies have taken up permanent
residence in his stomach. When he walks in the door, Damian pulls
away from the social worker and bolts toward him. He pulls him into
his arms and swings him around. Holding him tightly he looks at the
social worker and sees her smile.
She says, "Mr. Drake, I am very happy to see
that Damian is comfortable with you. We had been led to believe you
hadn't seen him for some time."
Blushing, Dylan says, "Well, Damian and I met
on several occasions at the mall and played video games. His mother
wouldn't allow formal visits so we met whenever we could."
She says, "To be honest I am very relieved to
know that. I was worried that you were going to be strangers to
each other. I can now comfortably allow you to take Damian back to
your home in Wyoming. I will be sending my files to the agency in
Cody. I'm sure you will be contacted by them in the near future. We
packed all of his things at their home. I'll have our clerk help
you load them into your car. Here is my card if you should need to
contact me. Good luck."
Dylan plans to spend the night at a hotel in
Amarillo and fly back to Wyoming in the morning giving he and
Damian some alone time to get to know each other better. After
checking into the hotel, they head down to the restaurant for an
early dinner. Sitting at the table he asks,
"Damian, how have you been? Have they been
treating you all right?"
Damian says, "They were nice enough to me.
Why did they tell me you weren't going to come get me? After they
told me Mom had died they said you wouldn't be coming to get me and
that I was going to have to stay in Foster Care. I didn't
understand why you wouldn't come." He looks at Dylan with hurt
showing in his eyes.
Dylan says, "They didn't tell you they had
arrested me for your Mom's death?"
Damian says, "What? They thought you killed
Mom? Why didn't they ask me? Richard killed her. I could have told
them that."
Dylan asks, "How do you know that?"
Damian answers, "Easy. Mom was taking money
from him and it made him really mad. I heard him say he was going
to kill her. I didn't like him at all. He was mean."
Dylan asks, "When did you hear him say
that?"
Damian answers, "I heard him talking on his
cell phone at the mall on Saturday. He said he had it all worked
out that he was going to kill her and blame you."
"Did you tell anybody what you heard?" asks
Dylan.
"I told the guy that came to tell me Mom was
dead. I think he said he was a pro see cuter," answers Damian.
"Well, that explains why they wouldn't let
Jacob talk to you," replies Dylan.
"So, did they finally figure out that Richard
did it? Is that why they let you come and get me?" asks Damian.
"Yeah, they figured it out. I'm sorry Sport
that I couldn't come sooner. I wanted to be there for you when they
told you about your Mom," says Dylan.
"So, tell me about the ranch where we are
going to live. Are there horses and cows and stuff? Are there other
kids for me to play with? Will I be able to play baseball? How long
will we have to drive to get to the ranch?"
"Whoa, slow down. The ranch is in Wyoming and
yes we have both horses and cows. A boy named Eric who is a couple
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