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I have received a few e-mails about how fast the
story is going. I am writing this in sort of a catch up mood. I want to
get to the place where the family really starts, but having said that,
this chapter will go into much more detail about the early years and
hopefully will not be too long for you.
I asked too write this section myself, cause I know that Jase would
downplay his own actions and stuff. I needed to make sure that anyone
reading this would know what a awesome guy my bro is.
I guess I should go back to when I was 13. I had known I was gay for
about six years by that time, and I had also determined that I had to
keep it hidden. I knew that my folks would never understand or accept
it. That point of view was driven home even more when Jase got that
girl preggers. Jase being the guy he is, wanted to keep and raise his
son. No one else in either family wanted anything to do with the kid. I
would have loved to have helped out. Well when they made him move, I
was lost. I mean I had always been really close to my bro and now he
was gone. I could not even call him, as I was told it was long distance
and I was not to run up the bill.
Anyway, as I was saying, after Jase left, my dad said that he hoped
those faggots didn't molest the kid. I was not at all sure who or what
he was talking about, but it drove home the way he felt about gay
people. I knew that I was never going to be able to come out to him or
my mom. I actually thought that I could have come out to Jase, in fact
until he got that bitch preggers, I had thought he might be gay too.
As time went on, things at home went from bad to worse. Something
happened and I still really do not know what it was, but Mom ran off
with some dude from the church, the pastor there was arrested for sex
with little boys and dad started to drink.
Over time I guess I got careless with the computer. One day I came home
and dad was roaring drunk and before I could say a word, he started to
beat me, cussing and carrying on. I had no idea what it was all about,
til he told me if I wanted to be a faggot, he would have to beat it out
Well he tried I guess, but it didn't change anything. He would beat me
about once a week, sometimes, I would luck out and he would leave me
alone for a couple of weeks. Then about 3 months before Jase rescued
me, he started to sexually abuse me. He forced me to suck his cock and
he would rape my ass too if I did not do a good enough job. He forced
himself on me at least once a day, sometimes in the morning and at
The day that Jase and the guys showed up, he has raped me twice that
morning, and beat me. He would just be cruel about it too. He would
fuck me and make me tell him how much I loved it, or he would beat me
that much more. It was a nightmare. He raped my lil sis too, but she
ran away. I was near the point of running away to Jase's house. That
day when they showed up to tell us that Uncle Terry and Larry had been
killed, my dad laughed and then said something about fags like me
I looked up at Jase to see what he would say, and I swear to you, I
never ever want to see that look in another human beings eyes for as
long as I live. If I were to ever see someone look at me like that, I
would run at the first chance I got. He launched himself at dad and I
think he would have killed him if we had not stopped him.
When Jase found out later about the rapes, the look he had in his eyes
was even worse than the one I had seen previously. If he could have, I
am 100% sure that he would have killed dad right there and then. Thank
goodness, he could not do so. I didn't wanna get my bro back to lose
him to prison.
Jase was, is and always will be my hero. He took no shit from anyone
about his son. He took responsibility for his son and then took him to
raise. He gave up his home to do so. He rescued me from hell, and he
has given me a great home and very laid back rules. I think the best
thing he gave me aside from being there for me, is that he is gay and
has given me the benefit of his experience.
They got me into counseling, and allowed me to be home schooled for
awhile. Gave me space and time to myself. By the time the summer had
rolled around, I was almost back to my old self. I still had a few
issues, but for the most part I was all good. I took happy pills for a
while, but really did not like the way they made me feel. I was finally
able to convince the shrink that I did not need them anymore and was
allowed to stop taking them.
I have to tell you guys, that Chad and Danny are awesome! Chad is like
my confidante. I can talk to him about anything, and usually do. I
don't mean that I can't talk to my bro, but you know how it is.
Something's are just better or easier to talk to someone else about. I
guess that it was that I had slightly more in common with Chad. I mean
we were both into sports more than Jase and we had football in common.
Course Chad had been a WR and I was a QB, and that gave us a lot to
Danny was just a laid back dude and had a great sense of humor. We
joked about anything and everything. He did not have a mean bone in his
body and it showed clearly. He was 100% honest and just an all around
Man the day that I first laid eyes on Jon, I thought I was going to
shoot right there. That boy is sex on legs. I am not even sure he knew
how hot he was, but I have eyes and they work fine...he is one FINE
piece of manhood!!
I found out he was going to be living with us and had to run to the
bathroom and stroke myself off, I got so hot and bothered. It took a
few days, but I was finally able to get myself under control, at least
to the point where I didn't have to run the john every time I laid eyes
As that summer progressed, Jon and I got to be really good buddies. We
did everything together, he introduced me to his friends and
everything. It was really cool, but I wondered if his buddies liked me
for me or were just trying to stay in Jon's good graces.
I found out what he thought of me one Friday night in September. We had
decided to go camping and as we lay in the tent that night, he rolled
over and kissed me. OMG what a kiss. I swear the earth shook, fireworks
went off and everything. When he finally pulled back, it took me
several minutes to get my breath and calm down. Once I had gotten ahold
of my senses, I looked at him and asked him what that had been about.
"It is simple, I think you are hot as hell, I really like you a lot and
I am hoping that we can get together." he said.
"Jon that is cool, I really like you a lot too, but I am not into the
jump into bed and fuck thing. I like what Chad and Jase have and that
is what I want. I want a life partner not a simple fuck." I told him.
"Billy, that is what I want too, but we have not talked about that
stuff and I had to find out if you were interested or not. I guess I
could have just asked but that would not have been as fun." He told me
with a giggle.
I too giggled, and then told him, "Look I think we have a really great
start at friendship and I know I have feelings for you too. I just want
to make sure that we take out time and make sure that what we are
feeling is not just lust. I mean you are hot as hell, and I want to
make sure that my feelings are separate from that."
"Yeah that's cool. I know exactly what you mean. Now that we know how
we feel though, we can start to build something maybe." He said.
I found that his friends were cool, they welcomed into the circle right
away at school. Things were actually going great at home and at school.
All of us grew closer and closer. Jase, Chad, Danny, Jon and I were
getting along really well and Joey was awesome. I could go on for hours
about that lil guy. He is the neatest thing. He is smart as a whip too.
We actually had friends over to hang out and party a lil with us. Jon
and I both drank, but never too much and always at home. Jon and I both
made straight A's. We had the same classes and all of them were honors
courses, well expect Phys Ed.
Chad and I had talked a lot that summer and into the fall about the
growing connection between Billy and Jon. They seemed to be taking
things very slowly and working on being friends first. They hung out a
lot with friends and each other, but they did not let grades suffer, in
fact they were both getting better grades than they ever had.
That year at Thanksgiving, Linda made a huge meal for all of us. Danny,
Traci, Jon, Billy, Joey, Chad, and I as well as two friends of Billy
and Jon all were there for the meal. We all went around the table, each
of telling one thing we were thankful for that year. I went first, I
said I had more than one thing to be thankful for, "I am thankful for
getting my lil bro back, for having Jon here with us and of course
Danny and Chad. I am most thankful though for the continued good health
of all my family and friends and my son." I finished quietly.
All the guys had something similar to say and we were all close to
tears by the time we were done, but held back so as not to embarrass
Billy and Jon in front of their buds. We had a wonderful meal and
enjoyed the day just chilling out, drinking a few beers and watching
On December 1, Danny announced to us all that he had asked Traci to
marry him and that she had said yes. We all went wild! After a lot of
back slapping and congrats, he told us that they were to be married May
10th. After some of the initial excitement had died down, I got a
little down. I knew that Danny and Traci getting married meant that
they would move out and I was really down about that.
That night in bed Chad asked me what was wrong. I told him and he
smiled. "You know babe, we could sell this house and buy a small farm
or something and build a new house, maybe do it so that Traci and Danny
would have a whole suite of rooms and maybe we could convince them to
stay. Whatcha think?" He asked.
"I love it babe. In fact I think that would be wonderful. I have kinda
been thinking about building, so we could have some horses and stuff.
Do you think they would be interested?" I asked.
"I'm not sure, but it can't hurt to ask. Maybe we could talk to them
this weekend." he said.
I agreed and so we chatted about what we would like in a new house and
as always it seemed we had similar ideas.
That weekend, we got everyone together, included the kids and Traci. We
presented our ideas and asked them all to think about the idea and we
would talk again the next weekend and see what we wanted to do.
We also found out that weekend that both the boys had decided to ask
the other to be his boyfriend. They had both bought really nice gold
necklaces, identical one in fact, and planned to ask at Christmas. Both
Chad and I thought that it was great. They had taken the time to be
friends and they obviously thought alike, hence the exact same gifts.
The following weekend found us all gathered back in the family room
ready to talk once again about the ideas we had talked about the
"Guys you know I love you all and I would love to live here with you,
Traci agrees, as she will tell you herself." Danny started.
"Yeah I have no problem living with you guys, but if we do this there
are something's that we need to get straight. If I live with you guys,
I expect to be treated just like everyone else. I mean I expect to have
an equal voice in things and an equal role in the home." Traci said.
"Well you know that Jase and I have no problem with that. I think the
only thing I can see being a problem at any point is when you and Danny
have kids. I mean if you have different rules than we do, it may be a
problem." Chad said.
"Nope that is not a problem. Traci already told me that she thinks the
rules you guys have in place are pretty damn good, and you know I agree
as well." Danny said.
Billy and Jon both loved the idea and wondered out loud if they would
be welcome once they got into college or out of college. We assured
them that they would always be welcome.
"You know guys I have been thinking. I had an idea about merging all of
our rental properties into one company. Maybe get Traci to run that end
of things, that is if you want to Traci. I mean you are the one who
wants to go into real estate. Maybe we could even include an agency as
well?" Chad said.
Billy and Jon looked bored as they were not aware that they too owned
rental properties. We had bought several and placed them in their names
once it became clear that they were on the way to being a couple. I
told them about it and that got their interests back up and into the
After several beers and a lot of discussion, we had all agreed to form
a new company, Triangle Properties, Inc. and use it to hold all the
rental properties as well as house a real estate agency. Traci would be
CEO and run the day to day operations.
We all noticed that both Jon and Billy had some very good ideas and we
included almost all of them. We had all made a decision long ago that
any idea, any thought or problem that any of the kids had, were valid
and should be treated as seriously as possible.
Since all of us adults had gotten our degrees that fall, we were free
to do as we wished as far as work, pursuing our education, etc. Danny
of course was going on to law school. He was going to the University of
Louisville for that. Chad took over the day to day management of the
construction company. That left me, since Traci's role had been set.
I thought that a small bookstore would never work in our smallish town.
It would have to be a large store or it would never work. People would
not wait for a book to be ordered. That had been proven here twice. I
spent December and part of January making plans, bouncing ideas off
Chad and the others.
Christmas that year was very special for a lot of reasons. I guess
first because Billy and Jon got together and officially became
boyfriends. They presented each other with their gifts and asked each
other to be his boyfriend at exactly the same moment. After laughing
like crazy, they both said yes and engaged in a kiss that had us all
hard, Danny included!
Both of them then wanted to talk to us all. They wanted us to give them
a huge loan. Billy started. "Guys we know you may say no, and if you
do, we will understand. We have an idea and we want to run it by you.
Here is a basic outline, plan, expected cost assessment and three year
budget." He said as he handed each of us a very thick packet. I thumbed
through it quickly and saw that they had put many hours of thought and
planning into the idea.
"This town has no music store and we think if one were opened that was
big enough, and had enough variety, it would make it. We kind of would
like to keep new stuff and all, but also house collectable stuff. We
thought that we could use the Internet to help sell the collectibles
and even special order items." Billy continued.
Jon then chimed in, "We even thought that if we built a small shopping
center to house the bookstore and the music store and maybe one or two
other things, we could make a little on the side with the store rentals
and it would help increase traffic for both stores."
I looked at both guys, then at Chad and the rest. It was very obvious
that we were all impressed with the amount of work and thought that
they had both put into the ideas. Chad spoke first though. "Guys, I'll
be honest with you. I think we will all have to look over everything
you have given us, then talk it over before we make any kind of
decision. I do want to say that regardless of what we decide, you both
are amazing dudes. You have taken your idea, researched it and put
together a business plan and even thought not only about yourselves but
also about us as well.'
After the rest of us had given our thoughts we moved on to other
things. It was obvious to me that both they kids knew they would not
get an answer today, and were very pleased that we would look over what
we had been given. They also seemed very confident that if we did look
over things we would agree. That made me a little unsure about things
if we had to say no, but I guess we would not know the answer until we
had looked over things. It did make me feel really good to see that
both the kids were thinking of the future.
That evening, the phone rang and Billy answered it. He came back into
the room, looking very upset. He pulled Jon off to the side, and spoke
quietly and quickly. Jon too looked very upset, and then both of them
looked at us and that look told me something big was coming.
Sure enough, Billy spoke up. "Guys we have a big problem. One of the
younger guys we kinda hang with and protect has been kicked out of his
house. That was his older brother calling. He is in college, but his
Dad called ranting and raving about having a queer for a son, etc. I
guess he told him that he had kicked the kid out. He lost it and told
his Dad to go to hell. Anyway the long and short of it is we need to
find Dusty before he freezes to death."
Well we were all shocked, but all immediately joined in the search for
Dusty. He had been to the house so we all knew what he looked like, so
we all took separate cars to look for him. I had been driving around
for about an hour, when I spotted someone off the side of the road. I
pulled over and got out to see if they were okay. It was Dusty, and he
was not okay. He had been crying like crazy, he had a black eye, and
swollen lips, and he had a bruise starting to form on his left cheek.
When he saw me, he started to cry again. I helped him up and held him
as he cried. He clung to me and cried for half an hour or more. When he
finally calmed down a little, I told him that things would be okay and
that he would be staying with us for a while. I had not discussed that
with anyone, but I knew all of the guys and knew they would be fine
with it. None of us would ever let a kid be in danger. He looked at me
and said you won't want me either. I told him that I already knew much
of what happened and we all still wanted him. That set off another
round of tears, and thank yous.
I got him into the car and asked him for directions to his house. He
looked at me with a terrified look in his eyes. I explained that I was
going to get his stuff and he could stay in the car if he wanted.
When we arrived at his house, I got out and went to the door. I rang
the bell and waited. When the door opened a fat nasty looking man stood
there. I asked if he was Dusty's dad. "That little faggot is not my
kid." He said loudly.
I looked at the man and said "Well you are his father, and unless you
feel like going to jail tonight, I expect you to calm down, and let me
in. That is the only choice you have right now, cause if I walk back to
my vehicle without having a calm discussion, you will go to jail for
assault of a minor, Child abandonment, and probably several other
He looked shocked and that appeared to calm him for a moment and he let
me in. I took in the mess that was their home and seen his wife looking
battered on the sofa. I shook my head and then started again. "Look you
low life scum, I am getting Dusty's clothes and stuff, and if I can't
get it all now, I will be back tomorrow and get the rest and if
ANYTHING is disturbed you will go to jail. Monday morning you will both
meet me at McDonald's and sign over custody to me and my partner and
you will do so willingly or I will file every charge I can think of
against both of you. There will be NO negotiation about this. Now where
is Dusty's room?"
After my ranting and screaming, they both showed me his room, and I
started to pack his things. I first took his computer, then his stereo
and CD's to the car. I came back for his clothes and after several more
trips had everything I saw there except his books. There just was not
room for them, and a few other things in his closet in the car.
Dusty was quiet all the way to the house. When we got there, everyone
else was still out looking for him. I showed Dusty to a room, and told
him to start unloading his computer and stereo, since those items
needed to be in out of the dampness of the car. I also told him to
leave the rest for morning. I then went and started to call everyone
An hour later we had all assembled at home again. Dusty was still in
his room putting his computer together. I quickly told the rest of the
guys what I had done, and they all told me that I had done the right
thing. Billy and Jon both hugged me very tightly, then Danny and Traci
did the same. Chad pulled me to him and laid a major lip lock on me,
just as Dusty walked into the room.
He took one look and turned beat red. I guess we would have to explain
some things to him before the night was over. I just hoped that Billy
and Jon would be ready to out themselves to him, though I really did
not think it would be a problem. It turned out that I was completely
correct, Billy and Jon had no problem letting Dusty know the score.
Before I sent him to shower, I took some pictures of Dusty. I wanted to
have evidence of the abuse. Once that was done, I sent him to shower.
The rest of us talked about the whole thing. I think we were all a
little proud that we could help a kid in need. I know that being able
to help Dusty made that Christmas the best any of us had in recent
years. For Billy and Jon, it marked the start of their relationship,
the launch of their business ideas, and gaining a new lil bro.
When Dusty came out of the shower, he looked like a new kid. He was
about 5'7", had light brown hair, hazel eyes, and was very slender. He
was 14 and seemed well into puberty by the obvious cracking of his
voice. Even though I knew we would have to buy a new wardrobe for him,
as I had seen his clothes, he looked pretty good in the old jeans and
tee he had on.
Billy and Jon got up and went to the fridge and came back with a tray
of beers for all of us. They handed one to Dusty and his eyes got huge.
He looked at me, then at Danny and Chad then to the beer and back at
me. I couldn't help it, I started to laugh. Billy tried to explain the
rules of the house to him as I tried to regain my composure.
Dusty then took the beer and downed about half of it, then smiled the
first real smile I had seen that night. We all took turns explaining
the rules to him, and then told him that he would be living here. Of
course I did tell him that we could file charges and he could go to
foster care if he did not want to stay with us, but left it up to him.
He jumped at the chance to stay with us. He was only sad that he would
never see his brother again. He was unaware that his brother is the one
the called us. When he was told, he asked if we had let his bro know we
had found him. We all kinda slapped ourselves for forgetting to call
him and let him know that Dusty was safe.
We all piled into the office and called his bro on the speaker phone.
We were all silent for awhile to let the brothers talk. Dusty's bro was
crying and told him that he was and always would be his lil bro and
that he wished he had a place for Dusty to stay.
When we explained what we had planned and told him that he would always
be welcome in our home, he was crying even harder. Finally I picked up
the phone and quietly told Derrick (Dusty's bro) that Dusty would never
need to worry about money and we would take care of college and stuff.
I told him that if he could get away, to please let me know and I would
arrange for a plane ticket to be waiting for him and have a rental car
and directions to the house waiting for him at Louisville International
Airport. All he needed to do was let me know when he could be here. He
told me that the only reason he had not come home for the holidays was
that he had to stay and work. He said there were lots of reasons for
that too, but he would get into that when he got here. He asked me to
make the reservations for the next day and he would take the time off
from work to spend a couple of weeks with us. I told him not to tell
Dusty he was coming, as it could be a good surprise and he needed good
things happening. I then gave the phone to Dusty and we all left the
I quickly told the others what we had planned and then went to get on
the computer and make the plane and car reservations. Once I had that
taken care of, we all sat and talked quietly until Dusty came in.
The poor kid looked completely exhausted, and I think we were all
pretty tired, so we all headed to bed. Billy and Jon took Dusty to
Billy's room, and they all piled into bed. They did not want him to
have to sleep alone that first night. I was so proud of them. They gave
up their first night together as boyfriends to help another kid.
Chad and I feel asleep almost as soon as our heads hit the pillow. It
had been a long, joyful, terrible, wonderful day. We had celebrated
together as a family and started a few new traditions. We had gained a
new son, but he had to lose his family for us to do so.
I had been debating with myself for quite a while about telling my
family I was gay. I just could not seem to get the courage to do it.
Randy, my boyfriend, told me that he would support me either way. I
knew that, but it was good to actually hear it.
Let me back up and give you a very quick history. I am 27 as is Randy.
We were both in our last year of Med. school, also called residency. We
had lucked out and gotten into a pilot program that sped up the process
of becoming a doctor. If we were not in the program we would most
likely be stuck for at least another 2 years. Thank goodness we had
been allowed into the program.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, Randy and I had grown up together. We
lived next door to each other and had been best friends since we were
like 5 or something. I guess I we must have been 12 when we both told
the other that we liked boys instead of girls. Of course we liked one
boy- each other. We kissed and told each other of our love for the
other that night. We swore we would be together always. As it turns
out, we almost weren't, being in the closet and having to date girls in
high school almost killed our relationship.
It was through the help of an older gay couple we happened to do some
yard work for that we were able to save our relationship. They had
somehow figured us out and one day after a particularly bad argument,
they noticed we were fighting and sat us down and talked to us. Terry
and Larry helped us deal with everything, they helped us repair our
almost completely broken relationship!
We stopped dating girls, but still stayed in the closet. That took off
enough stain to allow us to survive to college. Once we got to Boston
College, we came fully out on campus. Our second year there, Randy told
his folks. His mom was cool, his dad had a fit. In time though, his dad
calmed down and finally accepted us.
I knew that was not going to happen in my case. I also knew that if I
was cut off from the folks, I would have to drop out. I only had such a
short time to go, that I kept putting it off and putting it off. I also
worked to save in case I needed the money for a place if I had to drop
out. I was really exhausted. I had only getting 3 or so hours of sleep
Christmas evening, Randy and I had been laying in bed watching a movie,
when the phone rang. It was my dad and he was going off. He told me he
had kicked Dusty out and I was to have no contact with him, that he was
a faggot and he was no longer a part of the family. I told him to go to
hell, that I would decide who my family was and I was not sure he was
part of it anymore. I then hung up.
I knew that the last time I had talked to Dusty, he had told me about
his friends and shit. I desperately tried to remember any names he
mentioned. I finally recalled one full name and called 411 to get a
number. From that call I got a number to Billy and Jon. I called and
told them everything, I figured they needed to know and if they were
assholes, I would just have to call someone else.
Turns out they were cool and said they would start looking right away.
Much later that night, the phone rang and I pounced on it. I had been
pacing and nothing that poor Randy could do seemed to help. They had
found him. After much talk and many assurances that Dusty would be
fine, and a long talk with Dusty, I hung up. As I turned, I realized
that I had to leave and go home without Randy.
I looked at him and he of course knew. He smiled and told me to find
out what time the flight was and he would get a ticket. He said that if
Billy and Jon did not have room for both of them he would stay with his
I naturally could not sleep, and ended up pacing half the night. The
next day, we climbed on the plane. I was a nervous wreck, and I think
that Randy was too, in his quiet way. I could always tell when things
got to him, but very rarely could anyone else. He was quiet, gentle,
The flight was long, at least it seemed that way. We landed, got our
luggage and picked up the rental car and directions. I told Randy to
drive as I was a mess, so I did not pay attention to the directions.
Randy did, and gave me an odd look, then shook his head and we left.
Thirty minutes later as we pulled into a house that we had both known
as Terry and Larry's house, we were both shocked and bewildered. The
house was completely different, I mean utterly different.
I rang the bell, and a very nice looking guy answered the door. "Hi
there, you have got to be Derrick." he said as he smiled at me. I
returned the smile, and then introduced Randy. "I thought that I might
need some support during this visit and wanted to bring my partner with
me." I told the guy.
"Well hi Randy, I'm Billy." he said with a huge grin.
He invited us in and explained the everyone else had went shopping to
get Dusty some new clothes, and that they should return soon. He asked
if we wanted a beer, and we said yeah. He returned with one for each of
us, to my surprise. I kept my mouth shut, I had no intention of ruining
things for my lil bro.
I asked Billy if we would need to get a hotel room or stay with Randy's
folks since I had not forewarned them about his coming with me.
He assured me that they had plenty of room and it was not a problem.
As I looked around the room, I could not help but comment about how
different it was. "Oh you have been here before?" he asked.
"Yeah there were a couple of guys that lived here. They were good
friends and helped us a lot. I hope I can find where they moved to." I
Billy looked at me kind of sadly, then asked; "Who were your friends?"
"Oh Terry and Larry. They had a construction company here in town. We
have just not had enough time to stay in contact the last couple of
years." I said.
"Oh man, I hate to tell you this. Uncle Terry and Larry were killed in
a car wreck over a year ago." Billy told me sadly.
Randy looked and me and I looked at him and we both started to cry. The
guys who saved our relationship died and we could not even say goodbye.
Shortly after we had calmed down, Billy told us about what had happened
and about his bro rescuing him. He told us everything, amazingly. I had
to wonder how he had gotten through it all and turned out to be the
amazing guy he was. I guess he saw the question in my eyes.
"I would not be here today guys if it were not for my Bro, Chad and
Danny. You'll meet them all soon enough and I bet you will see why. You
have fallen in with some really good and decent people, and I am not
just blowing smoke up your ass!" He told us emphatically.
Somehow I believed him. He got up and got us refills on the beer, and
asked if we wanted something to eat. We said a sandwich or something
would be great. He came back pretty quickly with the beers, and soon an
older lady came in. She smiled at us and asked what we would like to
eat, then gave us several choices. After she served up a great meal she
"Sorry guys, I should have introduced you. That was Linda. She is kind
of the cook, housekeeper, nanny for all of us. I didn't mean to be
rude." Billy said with concern.
"That's fine Billy, a lot has happened and none of us are at our best
right now." Randy said with a smile.
"Nanny?" I asked.
"Oh yeah, she takes care of Joey during the day, unless Danny, Chad or
Jase are home." he said.
Then he looked up, smiled and continued, "Hell I forgot you don't know
who Joey is. Joey is Jase's little boy. You'll love him."
Soon thereafter, everyone else came home. It took a moment for Dusty to
register who was in the room, then he launched himself at me and held
on for dear life as he cried.