Date: Sun, 3 Feb 2008 18:32:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Randy Howard <randyhoward2@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Strathmore's / Chapter 3 / Beginnings

The Strathmore's
By
Randy Howard2
Chapter 3

This is a work of fiction. The names are no way real or to
be associated with anyone alive or dead.  This is
copyrighted, and belongs to me.  No one is to copy this
without my written permission.

>From Chapter 2 .

Ryan looses control and begins to cry, and now it is Sean
turn to console.  He pulls him in close, holds him tight, and
tells him to let it go.

"As you told me Rye, let it out.  It is not good to hold these
things in, especially secrets.  I know my friend, I too have
held in my secret for many years.  I know the hurt and pain
of secret love, and being unable to share that love.  Tell me
your feeling and I will share mine," he says as he raises
Ryan's head up by his chin.

"Sean I fell in love with you, the first time I saw you in the
ICU at the hospital.  I wished to God that you would feel
the same, but my subtle signs seemed to go unheeded. I am
sorry if I have put you on the spot Sean," he says and starts
to cry again.

"Rye, look at me, and dry your eyes, your love has not
gone unheeded.  I too have fallen in love with you, but was
afraid to tell you.  We come from two different worlds, and
I knew I didn't belong in yours.  I am not as refined and
educated as you are, and my family doesn't have the social
roots of yours.  I guess what I'm saying Rye is I am
ashamed to say I love you, because of who I am."

"Please Sean, do not ever be ashamed of who you are.  You
are a fine young man, I am proud to know you and more
proud to have fallen in love with you.  I do not ever want to
hear you put yourself down again, love.  I love Sean, and I
will never be ashamed of you, so do not ever be ashamed of
yourself," Ryan says and he lifts up and kisses Sean on the
lips for a brief moment.


Sean takes Ryan into his arms and he kisses him hard, as a
man that has worked hard all his life would.  His tongue
parts Ryan's lips and enters his mouth and their tongues do
the dance of first love.  Ryan pulls away and looks at Sean,
and lifts his hands to his lips, his kisses each one and then
says to him.

"Sean, I love you and I want to make love to you, but under
your current condition that is not possible.  I think we
should wait until you have healed, and you can enjoy it
also," Ryan says.

"I can enjoy it with you Rye, there is just some things I
can't do right now.  Lets just do what we can and wait for
what we can't," Sean says and pulls him in for another kiss.
He kisses him hard and long and Ryan moans softly as he
surrenders to Sean's passion.  He gets up and wheels Sean
over to the bed, and helps him get out of the chair.  He sits
him on the side of the bed, kneels and removes his shoes.
He stands and unbuttons Sean's shirt, he removes it and
tosses it to the floor.  He gently pushes him on his back, as
he undoes his belt and pants, and removes them.  He takes
the underwear off and throws it aside, and he stands, and
just looks at his man.  He cannot get over that this god is in
his bed, and he desires him.  Sean holds out his hands to
Ryan, he helps him up, and he slowly undoes Ryan's shirt.
He pulls back the shirt over his shoulders, and he kisses his
chest, he lets the shirt fall to the floor.  He sucks on Ryan's
nipple as he undoes his belt, and then he unbuttons, and
unzips his pants and they too drop to the floor.  Ryan steps
out of them and he pushes his boxers down, and those he
kicks aside.  He pulls away and he drops to his knees, in
between Sean's spread legs.  He gazes at his cock, like a
jewel of great worth, and he takes it in his hand. He takes
the head into his mouth, and Sean lets out a moan and a
sigh, as he is taken for the first time.  Ryan runs his tongue
around the base of the head as Sean's hands take hold of his
head.  He runs his fingers through Ryan's hair, as Ryan
slowly swallows his cock.  He takes every inch all the way
down, until his nose is buried in Sean's pubic hair.

"Oh fuck Rye, the feeling you give me, I have never before
felt like this," Sean cries out in bliss.

Ryan's hand takes Sean's balls and he tenderly plays with
them, rolling them softly in his hands.  He goes up and
down on his manhood, and he feels his balls begin to pull
up.  He knows that he soon will be coming, so he pulls off
his cock for a while.  He gets up and lies down beside him,
and they kiss, letting their tongues fall in love.

"Come up here Rye, and sit on either side of my chest,"
Sean says to Ryan.

"No Sean, it might hurt you, I can wait until you are
better."  Ryan moves down to Sean's nipples, and he
tenderly bites on each one.  Sean lifts his back in ecstasy as
Ryan sucks on them tenderly, and he nibbles on them
again.  He kisses his way back down to his cock that is
dripping from the excitement to come.  This time he takes
his cock and he swallows it down, and Sean's ass lifts off
the bed.  He pushes up to meet every time Ryan goes down
and he soon is about to come.

"Fuck Rye, don't stop love, I'm coming Rye, suck me
faster and harder Rye," he cries out in pleasure as his cock
shoots forth his sweet treasure.  Shot after shot, he shoots
into Ryan's throat, and Ryan swallows as fast as he can to
keep up.  When Sean finally slows down, he pulls off some,
so he can taste his sweet come.  He keeps on sucking until
he has none to give, and he lets it drop to his balls.  He
crawls up to Sean's lips and he gives him a kiss, and they
kiss a kiss that is passionate and full of love.  They cling to
one another as two in a forbidden love, for theirs is one that
is not accepted.  They hold on as they cry for they know
what they share, is a love that cannot be expressed.

"I love you Sean Donahue, and I know that we cannot ever
say or show it in public.  I vow to you my love, my heart
and my life, forever and ever."

"I love you Ryan Strathmore, although we share a love that
most people would have us put away for.  I would face a
thousand asylums for just one moment with you.  I pledge
you my love, my heart and my life, although love we will
never marry.  I will be married in my heart for the rest of
my life because when two hearts race, both win my love."

They kiss to seal their secret love, as illicit as the booze of
the day.  Ryan helps Sean get up, he gets him a robe, and
he puts it on him.  He grabs one for himself and he wheels
him into his bathroom.  He gives Sean a sponge bath
because he cannot get his cast wet, and Sean fondles Ryan
as he does.

"If you keep that up I will shoot all over," Ryan says.

"That is the idea, Rye.  Why should I get off and you
don't," Sean says playing with Ryan's cock.

"I can wait until you leg is mended," Ryan tells him pulling
away.

"That is another four to six weeks Rye, your balls will be
the size of balloons by then.  Here, sit me on the commode,
Rye," Sean tells him.

Ryan helps him sit figuring he has to use it.  He puts his
hands on Ryan's hips and pulls him in close to him.  He
takes his cock into his mouth and he swallows it down his
throat, gagging as it hits the back.

"You don't have to do this Sean, this is your first time,
babe."

"I don't care, if you can do it, then I can do it," he says.
"Just tell me what the secret is to swallowing."

"When you feel it hit the back of your throat, start
swallowing and it will slide right down. Remember also to
breathe through your nose," Ryan tells him and Sean takes
his cock in his mouth again.  He slowly starts to go down
on it and when it hits the back of his throat, he starts to
swallow.  He swallows like crazy and Ryan's cock slides
right on down his throat, and his nose is in his pubic hairs.
He breathes in Ryan's scent and he smells of the rich, of
herbs and expensive soap.  He drinks in his scent and he
makes a memory of the scent of his man.  He slowly
mimics what Ryan did to him, as this is his first time to do
this.  He goes up and down slowly on his cock, as his hands
play with his balls.  He rolls them and squeezes and Ryan
yells out in pain, as he squeezes a little to hard.  He goes up
and down, as he soon has a rhythm, and Ryan is moaning in
pleasure.

"Oh fuck Sean, you suck so fucking good babe," he says.
"If you keep up like that you will have my come soon."

Sean just keeps on sucking and he reaches up and he
pinches Ryan's nipples.  That was all it took and he shoots
his load before he can worn Sean.  Rope after rope of hot
come he shoots down Sean's willing throat he shoots and
Sean keeps swallowing to keep up.  He pull off some to
taste his come and he likes the taste, and keeps sucking
until it's to sensitive and he lets go.  He helps Sean to stand
and he holds him up, and they kiss, as he tastes his own
come on Sean's tongue.  He helps Sean to bed and he helps
him to dress so they can go down to eat.  When they are
both dressed, and he wheels him to the door and Sean asks.

"Does Marty know about you, Rye?"

"I really do not know Sean.  I have never asked and he has
never said anything about it to me.  I do lock my door if I
am going to do anything though, he has complete access to
every room in my house, unless it is locked," Ryan tells
him.  "That is why if I am going to do anything, I will lock
the door first.  He will never knock unless it is an
emergency, why"

"I was just wondering what he knew and didn't know,"
Sean says.  "I don't want to say or do something that I
shouldn't, unless it is alright to do so."

"I have never done anything inappropriate in front of
Martin, not even a hug or kiss," Ryan says.  "I do not know
where he stands on gay love."

"I understand Rye, and I will respect your rules," he says.

They go down stairs to the drawing room, and they wait for
dinner.

"What would you like for a drink," Ryan asks.

"I thought liquor was outlawed," Sean asks.

"Well technically it is, but there are ways around it," Ryan
says.  "So what would you like my fine Irish lad."

"Would you have a good Irish whiskey," Sean asks.

Ryan pours him one and a gin for himself and they sit and
talk for a while.

"Tell me about yourself Sean, what do you do," he asks.

"What do you mean, as in regards to, work," he asks.

"Yes, what have you been educated in for work?"

"Nothing really, I have been a farm boy all my life.  That is
why we came to Boston, my dad lost his farm and we came
here to find work," he tells Ryan.  "I did graduate high
school, but I never went to college though, we never could
afford it."

"If you could go what would you like to take up," he asks.

"Law has always fascinated me, Rye.  I always wanted to
be a lawyer or maybe someday a judge."

"A very commendable choice, Sean.  I have pull with
Harvard; my family has donated some very large sums each
year to the alumni fund.  I think I could get you in for the
fall semester, that is, if you are interested."

"Interested, you bet I am, but Rye, I can't let you pay for
me to go to college," he says.  "It wouldn't be right, and
people would talk.  When people talk, people usually find
out secrets that are well hidden, if you know what I mean."

"Let me worry about that, love.  I will speak to the
president of Harvard and see what I can work out."

"Gentlemen," Martin says, "dinner is served."

They go into the dinning room and sit to an old fashion
corn beef and cabbage dinner.  Sean is almost in tears from
the sentiment of the meal.

"Marty this is the best I have had since my mother herself
made it," he says and his eyes fill with tears.

"Coming from you master Sean, that is the best compliment
I have ever had, sir.  Thank you very much."

They finished their dinner and Ryan brought him upstairs,
he was tired from the day's excitement.  He helped him get
undressed and he put him in bed, and he lied with him,
kissing until he fell asleep.  Ryan got up, went to his room,
and made a telephone call.

"Brian I hear that you arrested Richard junior."

"Yes Ryan, he has been arraigned and made bail," Brian
said.  "The witness picked him out of a line up and we
booked him on the spot.  His fucking old man went through
the ceiling at the station."

"He came to my office and threatened me also, but I put
him in his place.  Without mentioning names, for your
sake, I have a meeting on Monday with someone that may
be able to locate my missing papers."

"I do not want to know Ryan, but if you do get anything
legit I can use I will take that info."

"I will for sure pass that on to you, my friend.  I will
anyways keep you informed as to what I find out, Brie.
Love you friend."

"You too, babe, later."

Ryan sat back and wondered how he could get junior aside
by himself, without his old man around.  He knew that if he
could question him alone, he could make him talk.  He
knew that once this plastic deal hit the streets his company
stock would skyrocket.  He had to find those plans before
someone else could get them and implement them.  He shut
the light on his desk and went to check on Sean.  He was
sound asleep and he looked so handsome as he bent over
him and gave him a kiss.  Sean moaned slightly as Ryan
kissed his lips softly and he smiled as Ryan looked at him.
He went into bed and closed the light, and he thought about
Sean in the next room.  He fell asleep and he soon awoke as
Martin through open the drapes in the morning.

"Good morning sir, did you sleep well," he asked as he
started to walk from the room.

"What is this Martin, no coffee or Danish, and where is my
morning paper," he asked.

"I assumed that with master Sean you would be down to
dine, and your paper is down there also. If I am mistaken I
can go and get your coffee and Danish, and your paper I
can bring up also."

"No you are right Martin, I forgot about our house guest, I
will check and see if he is awake.  If he is, we will be down
momentarily for breakfast."

Ryan got up after Martin left the room, and he walked over
and locked the door.  He walked into Sean's room and he
was still sleeping, as he quietly crawled into bed with him.
He kissed him softly on the top of his head, and he slowly
opened his eyes.

"Good morning love," Sean said as he stretched lifting his
arms into the air.  "Is it morning already," he asks.

"Yes babe," Ryan says giving him a kiss softly on the lips.
"I can let you sleep longer if you are still tired, babe."

"No, I'm not tired," he says cuddling into Ryan throwing
his arm around him.  "Just in love with you, Rye," he says
and gives him a kiss.  Ryan takes him in his arms and
kisses him hard and long, searching his mouth with his
tongue.

"I love you too, Sean."  Ryan sits up and he turns around,
putting his cock above Sean's face.  He takes Sean's cock
into his mouth and swallows it down his throat.  Sean takes
Ryan's cock and does the same, remembering to swallow
as his cock hits the back of his throat.  They both slowly
suck and within minutes, they erupt, spewing their seed
down each other's throat.  Ryan turns around and gives
Sean a kiss, as they taste each other's come.

"What a nice way to wake up," Sean says cuddling into
Ryan's arms.  "A guy could get use to this, if he wasn't
careful," he says to Ryan, looking into his eyes.

"Get use to it babe, my home is yours now," he tells him.
"I would like you to live with me always babe."

"What would people say," Sean asks.  "Martin, especially,
he would guess after awhile."

"We will have to face that once we are faced with it, babe.
I lost a love once, because I let my fear get the best of me.
He walked away because I would not stand up for him and
our love together, and I will not loose you to fear, babe."

"I do not want to loose you either Rye, but you know we
will face a lot of hate.  You could even be hurt in your
business dealings, if your competitors found out."

"I am not saying we have to announce it to the world, but
my family will know.  I want my mother to know that I
love you, and Martin must know.  If he would rather leave
me than be employed by me, I will have to under-stand."

"I don't want our love to ruin you Rye, you mean to much
to me.  You have been to kind to me, for me to let this love
destroy all you have accomplished."

"Let us not talk about that babe, we have found love now
lets enjoy it together," Ryan says pulling him close and
kissing him passionately as if for the last time.

Ryan gets up and dresses, then helps Sean to get dressed.
He wheels him down to the elevator, then down the hall to
the dining room to have breakfast together.  Martin brings
coffee in to Ryan, and looks to Sean and asks.

"What would be your pleasure this morning, master Sean,"
he asks.

"Could I have a tea with lemon, Marty," he says with a
smirk, knowing the joke between them.

"Of course, master Sean, tea with lemon coming right up,"
he says with a wink.  He brings in the tea with lemon a
moment later, and Ryan says to him.

"Martin, would you mind having a seat for a moment.  I
would like to have a talk with you," Ryan says seriously.

"But of course, sir," he replies and sits down.

"You have been my manservant now for how long, about
eleven years is it," he asks.

"Twelve sir, and fifteen before that for your parents sir," he
replies.

"Twelve right, well are you happy with me Martin?"

"Of course sir, why would you even ask, sir," Martin asks
with a puzzled look on his face.

"Well, what I have to tell you might change your mind
about me, and your employment for me," he says looking at
him.  "I, rather Sean and I ." he pauses, "are in love,
Martin.  I know that this is not the accepted norm, for the
society we live in today Martin, but I felt you should
know," he says still looking directly at him.  If you feel that
you would rather not work for me knowing this, Martin, I
will completely understand."

Martin is quiet and stares about the room as if searching for
words in a long pause.

"Mr. Strathmore sir, I do not intend to leave your
employment, sir.  As to yours and master Sean's
persuasion, that does not bother me either.  I have known of
your persuasion ever since you and Mr. O'Malley were
involved, sir.  Now if there is no further discussion needed
sir, I have duties that need to be attended to," he says
getting up.

"Martin, thank you for being so understanding.  Can I ask
you one more question before you leave," he asks.  "How
do you think my mother will handle this, will she go off the
deep end or accept it," he asks.

"That sir, I cannot say.  You are her son, I cannot imagine a
mother rejecting her own child because of a sexual
persuasion, sir," he says and then leaves the room.

"I wish you would have told me you were going to say that
to Marty," Sean says still red from earlier.  "You really
caught me off guard with that love, and I think Marty also."

"I did not know I was going to say anything, it just
happened.  I am glad now that I did, at least I can be
comfortable in my own home," Ryan says touching Sean's
hand.

They ate their breakfast and relaxed, spending a leisurely
Sunday reading and listening to the radio.

Monday morning Ryan was up early and ready for the
office.  He went in to see Sean before leaving, and kissed
him awake.

"I am leaving for the office babe, you have a good day.  I
will call Harvard and talk to President Fitzsimmons today,
and see what he can do.  He owes me a few favors and I
know with the alumni fund raiser coming up he will be
very agreeable.  I love you babe," he says and they kiss as
Sean pulls him onto him and holds him tight.

"I love you also, my lover, call me if you can," he says
letting go as Ryan rises.

At the office, Marge greets him with coffee and Danish,
and tells him he has to cut back on the sweets.

"You are going to put on weight sir, if you don't cut back
on those Danish," she scolds. "Someone has to look out for
you, heaven knows you aren't," she says sternly.  "Tony
will be in around nine sir, and he is bringing a Mr.
Santiniello with him."

"Who is he," Ryan asks.

"You really do not want to know," she says walking away
with her hands in the air.

At nine-fifteen, Marge buzzes him, and announces that
Tony is there.

"Send them in please, Marge, and hold all my calls please,"
he says to her getting up to go to the door.

"Gentlemen, please come in," he says as he offers his hand.
"Ryan Strathmore is the name," he says as he shakes both
of there hands.

"You no me," Tony says looking at Ryan. "Ryan, this is
Mario Santiniello, he is a very close friend of mine."

"It is an honor to meet you, Mr. Santiniello, may I offer
you gentlemen a drink," he asks showing them to the
seating area.

"Please sir, you may call me Mario," he says.  "Do you
have any scotch," he asks with an Italian accent.

"Yes I do Mario, a very good twelve year old scotch,"
Ryan says.

"Make it two," Tony says, "and make mine a double."

He pours the drinks and they get down to business.  None
of them pretends that no one knows about Mario, and his
line of work.

"Mario if I may get right to the point.  I have need of your
services, as Tony may have told you.  I have had some very
important papers stolen and they could cost me millions if
they fall into the wrong hands," Ryan tells him.

"I like that Ryan, is Ryan ok with you," he asks.

"Ryan is fine Mario, I prefer that to my last name."

"I like to be direct and to the point in my business dealings.
May I ask what these papers are or what they involve,
Ryan."

"Well ." he pauses then says. "They involve a new
refining process I have developed, and more importantly
the bi-product of that process.  That product could make me
millions if I am not mistaken, Mario."

"Other than yourself, you else could benefit from these
plans, Ryan," he asks taking a long drink of his scotch.
"This is very good scotch Ryan, where do you get it from."

"A local Irish family, Mario.  They smuggle it in from
Ireland, if you like it I could send you some.  Answering
your other question, the Arabs would benefit most from
these plans if they new about them."

"I have connections in the Middle East, let me see what I
can find out.  I hear that someone was murdered concerning
these papers, and an arrest has been made."

"Yes, my vice president in charge of my refineries, Daniel
Cooper.  Richard Farnsworth Jr. was arrested for his
murder.  He made bail and has not said anything about
being involved in his murder."

"I know the name, his father is known to be a notorious
bastard among my associates," he says.  "He is not well
liked by us and he is a marked man, if you know what I
mean, Ryan."

"Ah . yes, I am afraid I do, Mario.  I cannot say that I am
sorry to hear that though.  He came here last week and
threatened me for accusing his son with Dan's murder.  I
have a feeling that he is behind this whole affair, Mario."

"I will put the word out Ryan, and I will get back to you.
Please send me some of that scotch, that is the best I have
had since this fucking prohibition shit started."

"I will Mario," he says taking his hand in both of his.  "I
wish to express my deepest gratitude for your help, sir.
Dan left a wife and two children and I cannot tell you how
distraught this has left them."

"Like I said Ryan, let me see what I can do, my friend.  We
can talk price later, ok"

"Ok sir," Ryan says.

Ryan walks them out to their car, and he shakes hands and
says goodbye.  He goes in and Marge gives he looks at him,
and he quickly goes into his office.

"Mr. Strathmore sir, while you were so busy entertaining
societies trash, your mother called.  She asked that you call
her back when you had a chance," Marge says in a very
irritating voice.

"Thank you Marge."

Ryan calls his mother and she gets on the line.

"Ryan dear, how is my favorite son today," says asks in
that motherly sort of voice.

"I am fine mother, and I am your only son mother."

"Quite right, and you were a handful," she says as if she
was talking to someone else.  "Anyways love, I am coming
to that dreaded Boston for a visit this weekend and I would
like for you to have a party."

"A party mother, for what on earth for this time," he asks.

"I would like to have a party just because I want one, dear.
I have been in this house much to long alone and need
some happy faces to cheer me up."

Ryan thinks about Sean and he is in a panic.

"Mother, you come up, I do not want a party though.  I
have something that I need to discuss with you and I do not
want to worry about a party coming between me and it,"
Ryan says.

"My are we not being mysterious, all right no party.
Would you give me a hint as to what you wish to discuss,
son," she asks.

"No mother not on the telephone, I will talk to you when
you get here," he tells her.  "When will you being getting
here," he asks.

"I will be arriving on Thursday of this week son, and I plan
to leave the following Tuesday," she tells him.  "Is that
agreeable with you son, or shall I change my dates."

"That is fine, mother.  I will meet you at the station on
Thursday, I love you mummy," he says.

"I love you also, Ryan dear, see you on Thursday," and she
hangs up.

Ryan finishes up and gives Sean a call, needing to hear his
voice.

"Hey babe," Ryan says as Sean gets on the line. "I miss you
so much babe."

"I miss you too, love.  Marty and I have been getting to
know one another, and he is a really understanding man,
Ryan."

"Yes he is babe.  Listen Sean, I want to tell you something
babe.  My mother is coming for a visit this Thursday and
going home on the following Tuesday," he says.

"Oh love no, what are we going to do," he says in a panic.
"This is moving so fast for us."

"What do you mean babe, are you having second thoughts
about me," Ryan asks; now he is in a panic.

"No love, not about us, I love you so much Rye.  But did
you plan on telling your mother so soon," he asks.

"Well not really, but seeing how she is coming for a visit, I
might as tell her now as opposed to later," he says.  "I will
have you there with me babe, she is going to love you just
as I do," Ryan says hoping that she understands.

"I hope so for your sake love.  When are you coming home,
I miss you so much."

"Soon babe, I have a few more things to do then I will be
on my way home to my lover man."

He hangs up and then calls President Fitzsimmons at
Harvard.

"Stewart, Ryan Strathmore speaking. How are you my dear
friend," Ryan asks.

"Ryan, I have not heard from you since last year this time.
I am fine lad, how are you doing," he asks in reply.

"I am very good.  Listen Stewart, I have a favor to ask of
you, and it is a big one."

"Anything my dear boy, nothing is to big to our biggest
benefactor," he says.

"I have a friend that is interested in law, and I would like
him to get into Harvard law school."

"Oh my, that is a big one.  Well who is this friend, is he
from one of the prominent families in the area," he asks.

"Actually no Stewart, he was a young man that I met
recently from an article in the Globe.  His family was
involved in a car accident and he lost his parents in the
crash.  He almost died himself, is recovering at my estate,
until he is able to stand on his own.  He mentioned how he
always wanted to be a lawyer."

"Well a nobody, I see," he says and Ryan is furious.

"Listen Stewart you snob, he is not a nobody, he is a human
being that had a run of bad luck.  Now can you help me or
do I have to take my money and him to Yale instead," Ryan
says with authority and anger.

"I am most sorry Mr. Strathmore sir, your young man will
most certainly be welcomed at Harvard.  All I need are his
high school records and we can have him take the
placement tests," he says his tone changing completely.

"I knew I could count on you Stewart.  I will have my
secretary get his school records to you, and my donation
will follow as soon as he is enrolled."

"Thank you sir, please give my regards to your mother
also," he says and they hang-up.

"What a fucking cocksucker he is, God I hate playing suck
up to asshole like that," he says to himself.

He calls Nancy in Houston to check on her and the
children, and to see if he can help her in any way.

"Nancy this is Ryan, how are you holding up, my love."

"Ryan dear, thank you for calling, all right for the most
part," she says.  "Dan is doing very well, though he is quiet
about his feelings, and Beth is still crying a lot."

"Is there anything I can do for any of you," he asks.  "You
did get the coroners report Nancy, did you not?"

"Yes Ryan, why would anyone want to kill my Daniel," she
asks almost loosing it.  "He was such a gentle man, he
would never harm anyone."

"I know Nancy, they have arrested someone in his murder,
and they will get to the bottom of it soon, I pray.  How is
that scholarship going for Dan Jr.," he asks trying to change
the subject.

"It went to another player on his team, he was quite
disappointed Ryan," she says.  "I do not know if he will be
able to attend college now that Daniel is gone, the money is
just not there for college."

"He will go Nancy, I will make sure of it.  Where does he
plan to go," he asks.

"He wants to go to Boston College Ryan, but the expense is
more than I can afford."

"It is not more than I can, Nancy.  You have him come up
for his interview and I will put him up.  I will take care of
his expenses, love, that is the least I can do for Daniel."

"You are so kind Ryan, Daniel will be so excited to be able
to go to college.  I know that my Daniel would be happy to
know that you are looking out for us love," she says and
starts to cry.

"Now Nancy I did not say that to make you cry," he says
and he can hear a man in the background.

"Hello, who is this," comes a young man's voice.

"Dan is that you, this is Ryan," he says.

"Ryan, yes this is Dan.  Mother is crying again and is gone
to her room.  I will tell her you said goodbye."

"Wait one minute Dan, I would like to speak with you.
You know that your father was murdered right, and that a
man was arrested for his murder."

"I knew he was murdered Ryan, but we did not know that
someone was arrested."

"Yes someone was, and he will be prosecuted.  I also told
your mother that I was going to pay for your college
expenses to Boston College."

A long pause and then Dan says,  "are you sure Ryan, I
can't thank you enough.  You do not know what that means
to me sir."

"I will set up your interview, and send you a train ticket.  I
will have you stay at my home, as my guest while you are
in Boston."

"Thank you so much Ryan.  I am looking forward to seeing
you again.  I have something to tell you and well . I
cannot wait to see you."

"The interview period is usually in May, so I will set it up
and I will see you then Dan.  Now give my love to your
sister and mother, and take good care of them."

"I will Ryan, and thank you again. Goodbye."

He closes up and heads home for the day, anxious to see his
Sean.  He says goodbye to Marge who is still cool to him,
but he figures that is just he way.  He takes the elevator
down to the ground floor and as it opens the elevator car is
sprayed with a hale of gun fire .

To be continued .
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