Date: Sun, 31 Oct 2004 21:54:41 EST
From: Sidg0714@cs.com
Subject: Arkansas Vacation/Arkansas Vacation 19

The following story is a work of fiction.  It is about gay love even though
there isn't any sex in this chapter.  All of the characters and locations
are fictional.  And as always please don't do anything to a boy that would
make him go looking for Peckertown, Arkansas because it doesn't exist.

All comments to SidG0714@cs.com.


Arkansas Vacation 19
By Sid G.  Copyright 2004

	Hi, it's Marc Fogel again and don't ask me who finally kicked my
butt to sit down and write for the first time since the wedding chapter.
Don't think I could list all the names but you know darn well my spouse is
at the top of the list.  As a result there's some catching up mixed in with
current events so just bear with me.

	Believe it or not it has been over a year since Daniel and I got
married and if it's possible we're even more in love than before.  When you
get married or even a commitment ceremony something magical happens.
Daniel says it's because taking that step bonds you even closer together in
ways that love doesn't always do.

	Okay, I know some of you still want to know about our honeymoon.
We spent our wedding night at Little Rock Suites Hotel at the airport and
yes we consummated our marriage.  In the morning we flew to Orlando and
spent the week doing the theme parks before driving to South Beach for
another week.  We had a great time and while we think we were recognized
both places nobody bothered us.  It was a drag not being able to hold hands
as we toured but it's a sacrifice we're used to making once we left the
state.

	Truth be told my Lion could easily pass for eighteen then, only two
months or short of it anyway, but why take silly chances with the clear
differences in our ages.  What hurt were the comments I overheard about how
cool it was that a dad and son that old could still hang out and have fun
together.

	His FATHER!!!!!!!!

	And speaking of fatherhood Aaron and Jennifer announced at Sunday
brunch this week that the next generation of Jorgenson will appear with the
summer solstice.

	Naturally cheers and congratulations rang through the house.

      Naturally when it settled down Benjy turned to Daniel, "So when you
having a baby?"

	The spray of soda coming out of Roger's nose not only cracked
everybody up but gave the two of us the time to look at each other, shrug
and nod.

	"We've talked about it to be honest," Daniel said, "But given
everything we decided a newborn is out of the question.  Then we were down
at Wayne's and ran into Tim Johnson and his boyfriend sitting with Yoshi
and Jeff.  They waved us over so we joined them and I asked him what was
new down at city hall."

	"Oh good, new gossip," Francis said.

	"Some of that, but what struck us is there's been a rash of
underage boys being dropped off or coming here on the bus or train.
Typically they've got a letter saying `fucking bastard can whore at ten or
now for that matter.  What you do with him till then I don't give a damn.'"

	"Bad enough at ten but younger is worse.  How young?" Elijah said.

	"Most are nine and close to working age for some but also some five
and six year olds.  Right now the city and state are putting them up at one
of the farms outside of town.  They have house parents and even schooling.
Yoshi and Jeff started talking about one five-year-old they were thinking
about adopting," I said.

      "We congratulated them and we started talking about it more.  A
couple days later Tim calls us up and says he and Pat are going over.  Did
we want to join them?  I said yes without even asking Marc.  The place is
beautiful and the boys seem happy enough.  We started talking to some of
the boys.  One five year old in particular we've done things with and we're
thinking of asking him if he'd like to be our son," Daniel said and took my
hand.

	"So tell me about your boy?" Francis said.

	"The boy's name is Jan.  He's got shoulder length straight black
hair, dimples and a great smile.  From Savannah and all he knows is that
one day his Dad took him to the bus station, gave him envelope with letter,
forty dollars and a bus ticket.  Told him to stay on bus until it got to
Peckertown unless they made stop someplace he could get something to eat.
Hugged Jan and put him on the bus and walked away without looking back,"
Daniel said.

	"The state's rep picked him up at terminal and took him to farm?"
Benjy said.

	Daniel and I nodded.

	I watched my in-laws slump back in their chairs.

	"Better here and definitely better on the farm than working the
streets someplace else.  There's about thirty out there now and a new one
every week or so," Daniel said.

	"Their fathers should be hung by their balls till they rip off and
mothers should have tubes ripped out," Jennifer said and we all stared at
her.

	We agreed of course but she was the last one I'd have expected to
talk like that.

	"Have we been helping the town and state?" Elijah said.

	"Be real Dad, where do you think the old beds from the In-Boy-Inn
went?" Daniel said.

	"And why the new ones were needed so suddenly," Elijah said
smiling.

	"Yeah, and the old linens went with them along with some other
excess furniture.  We're also in the process of planning a fund raiser or
two."

	"When you bringing Jan around?" Kristen said.

	"If it's ok with him and his house parents next Sunday and please
don't invite anybody else.  Think it's going to be scary enough," Daniel
said.

	"And we promise to dress like normal people," Roger said and stared
at the Head Master of the Little Leather Club.

	Benjy giggled and kissed his older boyfriend and bodyguard.

	Yes Roger still works as his lover's bodyguard.  Yes Benjy's
fourteen now and bigger and stronger than Daniel was at the same age.
Between the catering business and the S&M club Benjy's thriving and his
creativity on both fronts has never been greater.

	Then why a bodyguard?  Because there are people around who confront
him about what he and the other masters do to the slave boys and some
threaten to get physical with him.  Some just think because he's a top
master he likes violence and wants to fight all the time.  The youngest
Jorgenson male can defend himself but Roger who is a muscular six feet two
hundred pounds is so much better at defusing the situation.

	One way or another.

	Tuesday we met Dr. Howard & Dr. Mindy Booth, the husband and wife
team who run the farm, for dinner at Cody's.

	"Thanks for inviting us, hope you don't think this is going to make
a difference," Dr. Howard said.

	Daniel laughed, "No, nor the other contributions Jorgenson
Enterprises has made.  It's something the family has always believed in
even before the law changed."

	"And your decision will have no effect on our helping in the
future," I said and took a deep breath, "But we do want to move on to the
next step in our relationship with Jan.  We care deeply about him and want
to take him in, adopt him if he wants."

	Dr. Mindy took a drink of her zinfandel and asked why him.

	I opened my mouth but Daniel shook his head.

	"When we met him with some of the other boys at first he seemed
just like any of the five year olds.  Not that that's a bad thing.  Then
the second time I came out he came over to me by himself and before he even
said `hi hi' I felt a connection with him, a commonality if that makes any
sense.  Like if I had sex with a girl at 13 or 14 he could be my son.  It's
a connection that I've felt grow stronger for Jan and me.  A connection
that means a lot to me.  I hope that makes sense doctor."

	I kissed my spouse gently on the cheek and turned to the doctors at
the same moment Kyle brought our orders.  He's become our regular waiter if
he's working.  In the last year he and Cliff have moved out of our house
and into a small house of their own near where Tad and Keith live.  Tad's
still short for his age but they've all grown in so many ways.

	We started eating but after a few bites I saw the doctors were
looking at me.  I swallowed and wiped my mouth with my napkin.

	"I wasn't with Daniel on that visit but as soon as he got home I
realized something had happened and instinctively knew it was Jan.  Also,
growing up I pictured myself as a father but not married even though my
parents were happily married till my Dad died shortly after their fortieth
anniversary.  Even though I knew I was gay and a boy lover I considered
marriage so I could become a father but knew it wouldn't be fair to either
the woman or child."

	"Can we stop there for a second," Dr. Howard said, "Is it safe to
place a five-year-old with you?"

	"Doctor, Marc would never," Daniel said but I put my hand on his
arm.

	"It's OK; to be honest I'd be disappointed if they hadn't asked.
This isn't a choice I take lightly.  First if you'd been here as long as I
have, well over four years now, you'd know the Jorgenson family and I have
insisted on strict and serious enforcement of both ages of consent.
Secondly and more importantly when I say I'm a boy lover I do care for boys
of all ages but I'm not sexually attracted to prepubescent boys.  The idea
of anybody having sex with a five, even seven year old is repugnant, after
that if two boys in that age range want to have fun together in private I
can understand, and I do mean private.

	"Does that mean I will want to have sex with Jan when he gets to
be, say fourteen?"

	"My age when we met," Daniel said.

	"I didn't think Marc picked it out of thin air," Dr. Mindy. said.

	"I have never and would never force any boy to have sex with me, no
matter how hot I thought he was."

	"Besides," Daniel hooked his arm in mine, "He's got me."

	"True, very true," I said.

	"Very good, now back to why Jan?" Dr. Mindy said.

	"First because of how my love feels about him, couldn't imagine not
picking him.  Not wanting him if he's that special.  Secondly he's a smart
and aware, far beyond what I imagined an eight or ten year old could be
much less five."

	"Third he's a little quieter than most of the other boys which for
somebody your age is a plus," Dr. Howard. said.

	I smiled and shook my head, "Not really that, more that he listens
and follows better.  Working with Daniel, Benjy and the other boys who work
for Jorgenson Enterprises keeps me younger and spryer than most of my peers
and I know some of them probably have grandkids Jan's age.  Most
importantly too is that he's taken a piece of my heart and filled a hole I
didn't even know was there.  Hole I still can't really describe.  All I
know is that I, that we want Jan to be our son and if that doesn't work
we're not going to walk away from him like his parents did."

	I took a long sip of my Ganymede Beer and prayed.

	"You know Marc, fatherhood takes lots of energy so you'd better eat
your dinner," Dr. Mindy. said.

	I raised my head, opened my eyes and looked into her beautiful
smile.

	"Thank you, thank you," Daniel said with tears in his eyes.

	The four of us decided it would be better for Daniel and me to wait
to Thursday to talk to Jan and give the doctors today, Wednesday, to feel
him out about how he feels about us and being adopted.

      Zeus just finished telling us about the party Yaz and Toby threw for
their friends before they left last Friday.  It sounded great and the
events leading up to it definitely left a positive energy throughout town
and especially with the other whores.

	It's funny but they prefer that word over "working boys" because
they feel all the boys who work in town could be covered by that and don't
want the visitors to think all the boys sell themselves.  In fact in a
recent survey only sixty percent of the boys consider themselves full time
whores.  Another twenty percent do it part time along with a regular job
and the rest don't do it at all.  The working boy population, which is 97%
from out of state, now stands at 2,753 and is seventy-three percent of the
population of Peckertown proper.

	Many if not most of the working boys who were here when I arrived
four and a half years ago have moved on.  Some went to other places in
Arkansas which focus on older teens and early twenties men as whores.
Others left the state with their boyfriends to make new lives for
themselves.  Those who stayed now work in the various businesses in and
around Peckertown.

	Those facts combined in a really cool way last January.  When the
laws changed the first boys arriving were mostly street kids or from deep
poverty families like Paulo with little or no education and the same amount
of interest in getting one.  The reopening of the school was our idea and
was designed to teach basic skills.

	As the years passed the demographics of the boys changed.  Many
were still street kids who decided to move down to someplace safer to work.
Others are like Ethan, Zack and Toby who you met in `Yaz's Story.'  Boys
kicked out of their homes because they are gay.  Yes I know its October 22,
2003 but I guarantee every day in this country at least one gay boy or
lesbian girl is getting kicked out of their home because of it and their
parents don't care if their ten or twenty.

	During last years Christmas party they got to talking and at the
next town council meeting they talked to us.  You shouldn't be surprised
that Ethan was their spokesman^Å

	"Before we get to the agenda we'll have our usual time for public
comments.  I see a contingent of our young citizens.  Welcome and if any of
you have something to say please come forward," Mayor Jeffers said.

	Ethan walked up dragging Zack behind him.

	"Your honors," he started.

	"We're not judges, nobody up here is going to yell or be mad at you
so take a deep breath and relax," Councilman Daniel Jorgenson said.

	"Thanks, my name is Ethan and I'm one of the whores here like my
boyfriend Zack here and most of the others here.  But there are a few who
work in the stores and some of your properties Mr. Jorgenson.  One thing we
do have in common is we all go to Peckertown High.  We appreciate all the
hard work Mrs. Thorpe and the rest of the faculty do to give us a basic
education and for a lot of the boys in town that's more than they ever had
before."

	"But it isn't enough?" Mayor Jeffers said.

	"Not any more.  You see a lot of the boys like myself who are
coming here now have that education and spend more time in the advanced and
vocational classes so we can get a job when our whoring days are done.  But
one thing is missing.  When we finish the program we don't have a degree or
certificate of any kind.  We know getting the school certified for a
regular high school diploma may be a bit much but how about a GED program
so we at least have that?"

	"That would be so cool," Daniel said, "That's a great idea.  As
most of my fellow councilmen know I don't have my high school degree.  I
was about your age when the law changed and the schools closed because no
teacher wanted to be labeled a pedophile and so many families left town.
And it would mean a lot to me to get even a GED.  I move that we look into
what it takes to get a GED program in place."

	"One of these days you'll learn how to make a proper motion, but I
second," Councilman Chamberlain said.

	"No need for that, I've got the information you need and we can
have a program in place by March and have our first graduates by June,"
Mrs. Thorpe said rising from her seat, "Some of my boys came and talked to
me about it a couple weeks ago and I took the liberty before it came this
far.  It will cost the school about $5,000.00 to set the GED program up and
then the ongoing expenses should be about $20,000 a year.  Frankly I think
it's an investment that will keep the brighter boys coming to Peckertown
and we all know that has helped our community greatly."

	"Thank you Mrs. Thorpe.  Now Mr. Chamberlain will you please make
the motion properly so I can second it?" Daniel said and everybody laughed.

	Chamberlain did, Daniel did and it passed the first reading.
Despite the need to be voted on and passed again at the next meeting
Mrs. Thorpe was instructed to start preparations.

	"And let me know when the first class is getting set up," Daniel
said.

	So now, if all goes well with Jan both of his fathers are high
school graduates.  OK, so I have a MBA in Accounting but my Lion could have
had that too under different circumstances.

	There was a message on our answering machine from Dr. Howard. when
we got home asking us to be out at the farm by 9:00 AM.  I called and left
a message for Margaret at the office that we'd be late and out of touch
except for emergencies.

	We pulled in through the farm's front gates at 8:50 and this small
figure darted up from the front steps and was at the driver's door before
I'd turned off the engine.

	"You, you, you really want to adopt me?" Jan said jumping up and
down.

	We managed to get out of the car and over to our jumping bean.

	"Yes we do," Daniel said and was rewarded by a big hug.

	After a couple moments he switched over to me and the hug reminded
me of the hugs I got from my nephew Orin when he was that age.

	"Oh, I'm supposed to take you to docs as soon as you get here," Jan
said.

	"Then you'd better lead the way son," I said.

	The smile and joy on his face doubled when he heard me say son.

	He raised his arms, "Carry me Dad."

	I bent at the knees and lifted him easily.  Jan wrapped his arms
around my neck and kissed my cheek.  A kiss I gladly returned, on his
cheek.

	The meeting with the doctors went smoothly and quickly.  We agreed
that he would continue going to school at the farm and stay after school
till we picked him up after work.  They offered to let him stay overnight
if we were tied up on business.

	"With my Mom?" Daniel said, "She'll be willing to baby sit whenever
we need her, for another decade or so.  And I guess she, Dad and the rest
of the family will be able to pick you up once you meet them."

	"How many brothers and sisters do you have?" Jan said.

	"I have an older brother Aaron and his wife's name is Jennifer, a
younger one named Benjy whose boyfriend is Roger and the youngest is my
sister Kristen."

	"Does she have a boy or girlfriend?" Jan asked.

	"Not yet, she's only twelve and our parents think she's too young
to start seriously dating.  Her arguments about my dating at her age don't
seem to make a difference."

	I decided to ignore Benjy's age altogether.

	"When do I go home with you?" Jan asked.

	"Anything at the office we can't push off till tomorrow?" Daniel
said and we pulled our PDAs out.

	"I've got Kevin at 3 at the Inn and the apartment managers at 5," I
said.

	"I'm clear.  Can you push them back or cancel?" Daniel said.

	I opened my cell and called the office and told Margaret to clear
both our schedules for the rest of the week and reschedule what had to be
for Monday.

	"You did that for me?" Jan said awestruck

	"Sure did son, so let's go get your things and head on home,"
Daniel said.

	There was a frown on his face that he didn't hide quickly enough.

	"I think our son wants to do something first before we head out.  A
little show and tell first?" I said.

	"If it's ok Dad," Jan whispered.

	"Very OK, we'd love to meet your friends and teacher," Daniel said.

	"Let me tell his teacher first, this is going to be a little
disruptive to normal day," Dr. Mindy. said.

	Ten minutes later we walked into a classroom and were greeted by
fifteen cheering five year old boys.  In seconds Jan was swarmed over and
the others were around Daniel and me.

	The teacher, Mr. Pearlman, tried regaining order but to no avail.
I looked at Daniel, "Roar my love.  Roar my Lion."

	He smiled, shook his mane and roared his lion roar.

	The room fell silent instantly.

	"Again, do it again," one of the boys said.

	"Only if you sit down at your desks and settle down," Mr. Pearlman
said and glanced at Daniel who nodded.

      All sixteen boys, including Jan, ran to their desks.

      "My name is Daniel Jorgenson but my nickname is Lion as you may have
guessed.  This is my husband Marc Fogel and we are adopting Jan.  He will
still be your classmate and your friend."

      One of the boys raised his hand.

      "Yes Tommy?" Mr. Pearlman said.

      "Will we be able to visit him at your house?"

      I looked at Jan who was nodding and then at the doctors who nodded as
well.

      "It's very possible, probably not for a couple of weeks or so until
Jan's settled into his new home but we will work something out."

      "You promised Lion," another boy said.

      Lion shook his mane and roared a long happy lion roar.

      We hung around for another ten minutes and after Jan gave a bunch of
high fives, and a big hug to Tommy we headed to his room and quickly packed
his few clothes, toys and books and headed out.

      Jan sat quietly in the backseat looking out the window as we made the
drive back into town and home.  We pulled into the driveway and he waited
for me to open his car door before getting out.  Insisting on carrying his
bags it seemed he was going up the stairs to the big house instead of his
new home.

      When we got to the porch I picked him up and walked over to the couch
and sat down with Daniel on the other side of Jan.

      "What's wrong son?" I asked.

      "Nothing Sir."

      "Sir?  What happened to Dad?"

      "That was for the doctors and my friends, knew that's what you'd
expect in front of others but not alone Sir."

      "I don't understand Jan," Daniel said.

      "A good son is quiet and obedient at home.  Does his chores, homework
and stays out of his parents' way.  He eats his meals in the kitchen while
the adults and girls eat in the dining room.  When he goes out he acts like
a happy loving boy, a boy whose parents love him.  Did I pass the test
Sir?"

      I looked at Daniel and saw the shock on his face.

      "Remember Cody and his family?  What his parents put them through?"

      Daniel nodded, "Same but different."

      "I failed didn't I?  I'll walk back," Jan said and pushed off my lap.

      I grabbed him and had him back on my lap before he could take a step.

      "No you didn't fail the test son.  You passed your old parents' test
without any problems," I paused knowing the next part was going to be very
hard on Jan, "But those aren't our rules.  We like being around the happy,
active Jan.  That's who we adopted, who we want to be with, come home to
after school and work."

      As expected I saw confusion mixed with fear and even distrust on his
face and in his eyes.

      Suddenly Daniel leaned around and licked Jan's cheek then started
tickling him.  Jan started bucking and giggling.  His smile broke through
again.  Daniel kept tickling him until Jan gasped for breath and begged for
him to stop.

      "Old rules no more?  Really?" he said when he caught his breath.

      "Well, you do have to do your homework and keep your room clean,"
Daniel said.

      "And there may be times we tell you not to come into our room or
someplace else in the house," I said.

      "Like when you're making love," Jan said and it was definitely not a
question.

      "Like then.  Now are you ready to see your room, put your things away
and then figure out what you want for lunch?"

      "And after lunch we can go swimming," Daniel said.

      "Too cold," Jan said.

      "Heated and enclosed," Daniel said.

      "No bathing suit," Jan said.

      "That's right," I said.

      It took a moment for Jan to get it and his smile got even bigger.

      He slid off my lap again but I grabbed one bag and Daniel the others
before he could and led him upstairs to the bedroom next door to ours.  The
one Orin and Bruce usually used.  It's a little smaller than the other two
guest rooms but has its own bathroom and figured closer was better for our
new son.

      New son, how great is that to say?

      Friday morning we took Jan clothes shopping and believe it or not we
started at Cliff's.  Yes his designs are sexy and any place else I would
say inappropriate for a five-year-old but this is Peckertown and Daniel and
I felt it was important he dress like a normal Peckertown boy and a lot of
residents brought their young sons to Cliff's for shorts and shirts.

      Kyle was working the cash register before he had to go to work at
Cody's so we introduced Jan to his new cousin.  Kyle screamed in delight
and Cliff ran over to see what was up and got introduced as well.  Jan told
him he liked his clothes which got a beaming smile in return along with a
free package of Cliff's new line of boxer briefs designed to go with his
trademark shorts.

	After that we went to some more stores in the mall and got other
things he needed and things he wanted as well.  Did we spoil him?  Hell
yeah; but we also made it clear that this kind of shopping spree was the
exception and not the rule.

	We went to dinner at Cody's that night and Jan was surprised when
Kyle turned up as our waiter.  We'd just ordered when Yoshi, Jeff and Tommy
walked in.  Jan jumped out of his seat and ran over to his friend and
hugged him.

	"If you give me a minute guys I can arrange a table for six," Kyle
said.

	"Do it," Daniel and Jeff said together.

	"You're adopting Tommy?" I asked.

	"Yes," Yoshi said with a big smile, "The doctors came out and
visited the compound a couple of times and met with everybody singly and as
a group before agreeing.  We had to agree to either bring along a caregiver
or leave Tommy with somebody here when we go on tour.

	"We'd prefer to take him but depends on how long tour is and
school.  Doctors said he could stay at the farm if we didn't take him with
us," Jeff said.

	Daniel looked at the two boys talking, "Or he could stay with us."

	"Gentlemen, your new table is ready," Kyle said and he led us to
the rear of the restaurant.

	Cody and Justin came over to meet the kids and by the time they
left I could see a look in both their eyes.  They recently bought a new
house a few blocks from us.  Cody's brother Keith has taken over some of
the administrative duties and would take more on if Kyle's steady customers
were willing to let him be the captain.  I keep telling them to do what's
best for the business and if they make the move Kyle could give every
customer a bit of his special attention along with training the waiters.

	Sunday brunch came very quickly after that and I really believe it
was a three-way photo finish as to who was more nervous as we got out of
the car at my in-laws.  We'd told our son he could wear whatever he felt
most comfortable in but he insisted on shirt and slacks with regular shoes
so we matched him.

	As soon as the car doors closed behind us the front door burst open
and Francis ran out followed by the rest of the family.  Jan jumped into my
arms so quickly I almost dropped him.  Daniel stepped up and hugged his
mother slowing everyone down.

	"Hi Mom, Dad, everybody.  Marc and I want you to meet our son,
Jan."

	"Say hi Jan," I said.

	"Hi," Jan said without moving his head off my shoulder.

	Francis walked up and touched his face with a couple of fingers.
"I'm your new Grandma and you look just like your Daddy at your age.
Except your hair may be a little longer."

	"Roar," Jan said and everybody laughed.

	"Can I hold you?" Francis said and Jan reached for her.

	"Easy Mom, he's a little heavier than a newborn," I said.

	"You know Marc, that's the first time you've ever called me that,
and though you're a little old to be my child I like it."

	I smiled and kissed her cheek, "Me too."

	Francis carried him in and once everybody was seated told him who
everybody was and their relationship to him.

	"Benjy, you Benjy of Little Leather Club?" Jan asked.

	Benjy looked at his older brother who nodded.

	"Yes I am, it's one of the family's businesses and one of the two I
run.  How did you hear about it and me?"

	"Daddy told me, not Marc or Lion but old Daddy as he drove me to
bus station.  Told me word was that it is a hard life for boy there but you
take care of your boys so I should go there.  They took me to farm before I
could."

	Benjy collapsed back into Roger with a look of total shock on his
face.  He really hadn't been any older when he found the magazine in the
woods that led him to realize his true nature but the idea of a father
suggesting it to his son was a shock to the youngest Jorgenson boy.

	"Your old Daddy was right," Roger said after putting his arm around
Benjy, "But you would have ended up at the farm anyway until you were
adopted or legal and we usually don't take ten-year-olds in anyway.  Think
my love would use his whip magic on any man who wanted to torture a youngun
like you anyway."

	"Damn right," Benjy said.

	"Glad you're my uncle and not my master anyway," Jan said.

	He slipped off of Francis' lap and walked over to Benjy and after
climbing up on the couch hugged Benjy and Roger.

	"You know, if you need a babysitter give us a call," Roger said.

	"Everybody's offering," Daniel said, "Yoshi and Jeff are willing to
trade with their new son."

	"My friend Tommy," Jan said.

	"Also Cody and Justin, think Kyle and Cliff wouldn't mind giving it
a shot and I can't wait till Zeus meets him.  Of course I tell all of them
that his Grandma will probably want most of the chances," I said.

	"If not all," Grandpa Elija said and motioned Jan to come over.

	When Jan arrived Elija rose and took his hand, "Now Grandson, it's
time to stop yakking and start eating.  How does that sound."

	"Great Pop-Pop," Jan said.

	That's it for now, especially since my son wants me to read him a
bedtime story.  I promise not to wait so long before the next chapter but
you'll also be hearing more directly from the newer boys in town.  Boys
like Ethan and Zack who are making this their home as well as the place
they work.

	Take care.