You Can Run
but
 You Can’t Hide
 by: Miguel Sanchez

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By 10:30 we were getting sleepy and decided to call it a night. Hans and I locked up the house then went upstairs. I saw the light still on in the boys’ room so I knocked softly. “Come in.”

Hans opened the door and stuck his head in. Jamie looked up from behind the computer screen. “You boys still at it?”

I heard Jamie giggle then I eased behind my boyfriend. I didn’t see Kevin then I heard a little gasp. “Come on lover, let’s go to bed. Remember boys, you have to be up early tomorrow.”

Chapter 14

I woke up early the next morning and gazed at Hans’ beautiful body. His dick was hard, like it was almost every morning so I decided to give him a nice wake up. I leaned down and licked his balls then took his dick in my mouth swallowing every inch. I sucked him lovingly and played with his balls. Almost on instinct, he spread his legs so I started lightly running my finger over his nether region. Just as I made contact with his love hole, Hans arched his back and fired the sweetest load of cum into my waiting mouth. I swallowed every drop then cleaned him off with my tongue. I slid back up to the head of the bed and looked at my lover. His eyes were open but a little glazed from his orgasm. “Umm what a way to get woke up?”

Hans rolled over and put his hand on my hard dick but then Mother Nature played a very nasty trick on me. “Um love, I don’t advise you try that or you’ll get more than you bargained for.”

I had to hurry or there would be a big time accident. I rolled out of bed and literally ran to the bathroom lifting the toilet seat and just making it in time. My bladder released and all I could do was let out a small sigh. Hans came in and stood beside me so he could relieve himself. “Man, you did have to go didn’t you?”

I kissed him gently. “Told ya.”

Hans opened the door and went down to the kitchen and put on the coffee. I looked at the clock and it was a little after 7. The boys’ appointment with Dr. Nash was from 9 to 10 so I decided to let them sleep a little longer. Hans and I were taking at the table having our coffee when our two sleepy heads came in. Each of us had a lap full of semiconscious boy. I kissed Kevin on the cheek. “Morning son.”

I heard a mumble that resembled something like, “Morning Pop,” as he had his head on my shoulder. Jamie was looking around and realized no one was cooking. “What’s for breakfast?”

Hans looked at his boy and smiled. “Well, during the week, I do have school so cooking sometimes isn’t an option. We have some instant oatmeal in flavors and several cold cereals, so what would you like?”

Jamie hopped up and went into the kitchen with Kevin closely behind him. “We’ll try the oatmeal today.”

The boys fixed their own breakfast then brought it in and joined us while we had our coffee. The boys put their bowls in the sink then came back inside. “You guys need to get a shower before your appointment with Dr. Nash. We need to leave here by 8:30.”

The boys gave us each a quick kiss then hurried up the stairs. “Do you think it’s really a good idea for the boys to come with us when we go to the funeral home?”

I finished my coffee then set the mug down. “Yeah I do babe. They need this. It will be the last thing they can do for their Fathers before it’s time to say that final goodbye. Now that day I’m really dreading.”

Hans finished his coffee then took the mugs into the kitchen, rinsing everything in the sink and putting them into the dishwasher. “Don’t forget the viewing too babe. Those 2 days are going to be something else.”

Hans and I went upstairs to get cleaned up. As we passed the boys room, they had left their door open and were rough housing naked on the bed. Kevin was on top of Jamie and I couldn’t resist sneaking in and patting him on his butt. His head turned around and his eyes were big. “Hey, no fair Pop.”

I stuck my tongue out then ran into my room. I thought I was safe until I had Kevin tickling me. “UNCLE.”

I had landed on my back on the bed with Kevin sitting on my chest. When I gave up, he raised his hands in the air in a victory celebration. I took the opportunity to be a little sneaky so I grabbed him under his arms and pulled him into my chest patting his bottom again. “Have I told you that I love you Pop?”

I hugged him then sat up. “Only every time you hug me. I wasn’t going to push you say it but I could tell how you felt. I love you too son, just like Hans loves Jamie. And before you ask, yes, I love Jamie too and Hans loves you.”

I looked and Hans had his boy in his arms. I stood up and had a group hug and kiss. We set the boys down so they could get dressed. A few minutes later, we were all downstairs and ready to go. The boys’ session went fairly smooth. Hans and I talked with Dr. Nash afterwards and I told him about the upcoming funeral. Hans thought it might be a good idea if he came. I told him I thought it was a good idea too. “Well, I think this should be something we ask the boys. I didn’t know their fathers and it might look to them that I was just there to spy or keep tabs on them.”

He went outside and had the boys join us. Hans looked at Jamie and held his hands. “How would you feel if Dr. Nash came to the funeral?”

Jamie thought for a moment then shrugged his shoulders. “It’s OK, I guess.”

I looked at Kevin and he was thinking about it. “It’s OK with me.”

Hans noticed Jamie’s nonchalant attitude with his answer as had I. Dr. Nash said he would be there then we left his office. Going to the funeral home was a little stressful on the boys and Kevin told me a little about his Dad and his tastes. It helped me pick a casket out for him. Nothing overtly fancy but not bargain basement either.

Jamie, on the other hand was almost noncommittal when Hans asked him what he thought about something so in the end, we settled on identical caskets. They would put an obituary in the paper for each man and the viewing was set for Thursday with the funeral being Friday. The home called the cemetery and we got side by side plots. All I had to do was get the headstones done.

After paying the bill, we headed home and Jamie went right for his room. “Kevin, be with him son. I think he’s really hurting right now and doesn’t know how to let it out. We’re here if you need us.”

I went to get a cold drink out of the fridge. I was about to come back in and Hans was standing there with a worried look on his face. “Baby, I’m worried about Jamie.”

I took a long pull on my soda and slowly swallowed it. “I know baby, so am I and I think Dr. Nash is too. He’s trying to be brave when he doesn’t have to. I just hope he lets it out.”

“I know,” Hans replied. “I was like that when my Grandfather died. I loved him so much and when he died, I couldn’t accept it and I just kept it all inside. It almost consumed me until my Grandmother had a talk with me. It was then I finally let it all out.”

It was then I saw that my lover was much wiser then I really knew. “Well, these next few days will tell.”

I had an idea to see if we could bring Jamie out of his funk. “Hey boys, can you come down here for a minute?”

Hans looked at me like my mother would have. “You didn’t need to shout.”

Just then Kevin came bounding down the stairs while Jamie was kinda moping. “Yeah, Pop, what is it?”

Hans took the lead. “Jamie, where’s your favorite place to eat?”

Kevin looked over at his boyfriend waiting for him to answer. He just shrugged his shoulders. “I dunno,” he replied softly.

Kevin moved close to him. “Yes you do love cause it’s mine too.”

Kevin managed to get some response out of his lover. “Uh it’s Cracker Barrel.”

Now this might cause more problems then it solved. “Would you both like to go there for dinner tonight?”

Kevin looked to Jamie for an answer. He was looking right into his eyes and managed to get a little smile. “Yeah, I guess we can.”

Kevin hugged Jamie tightly. “Thanks love, we haven’t been there in ages and I have missed their food.”

Dinner was a great time. Jamie did manage to come out of his funk and I knew this was something he needed but there were still a lot left for them to go through.

Wednesday I took everyone to Ft. Sam to the enlisted pool. The boys needed to get off some excess energy and this was a way to do it. I would have taken them to Six Flags but that would be for a nice weekend getaway. We played and frolicked all day and Jamie seemed to be back to his old self.

Thursday, we had an appointment at the lawyer’s office. Hans and I had forms to sign so the bank could release their Dad’s money to Mr. Goodson and put into trust. He had filed the papers with the insurance company and sent that over night to them. He’d spoken with a representative and they said it should take about a week for the checks to be sent out.

That afternoon we spent quietly at home. We watched some movies the boys liked and they both stayed on our laps. We had a light supper then it was time to get ready to go to the funeral home for the viewing. The boys managed to get dressed but needed help with their ties. The drive to the funeral home was quiet and somber and I wasn’t sure how the boys would handle this. We arrived early so the boys could have time alone to pay their respects. I let Hans take Kevin while I talked with the funeral director. “Tomorrow for the service, we’d like the caskets closed. Will that be a problem?”

The funeral director was most agreeable. “No sir, we have closed casket services all the time. If there is anything you need, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

I went into the room and came up beside my son. I put my hands on his shoulders and he looked up at me as the tears ran down his face. I knelt down beside him. “It looks like Daddy’s sleeping.”

I wrapped my arm around his shoulder. “Yes he is son,” I replied, as I tapped him on his heart. “But he’ll always be alive right there. And I believe he’s watching down over you and Jamie right now.”

Jamie was standing at his Father’s casket and Hans was standing beside him. I looked over and he was the brave little soldier. The funeral home did a wonderful job with both men. The viewing was from 7 to 9 and there were a lot of their friends there. The boys held up as well as could be expected. There were several times Kevin broke down when a particular friend of his Dad’s came in and we just quietly left the room. By 8:45, everyone had gone and that gave the boys some more private alone time.

When we got home Jamie came up to us and gave us hugs. “Thanks Pop, Lee for everything. Dad really looked good. I’m kinda tired so if you don’t mind, I’m going to turn in.”

We each gave him a kiss then he went up to bed. Kevin came down a minute later. “Jamie’s going to bed. He just kissed me then curled up.”

I held my arms out to him. “Son, everyone handles grief in their own way. There is no right or wrong way to do it. We’ll be here for you both. You did really well tonight son. Your Dad is really proud of you.”

He just smiled then put his head against my chest. Hans rubbed his leg as I did his back and in a few minutes, my little man was sound asleep. I carried him up to his room and gently put him beside his boyfriend. He scooted over to him and spooned tightly.

Hans and I went down stairs and cuddled together and tried to watch some TV. “Baby, do you think we’re biting off more than we can chew?”

Hans stared at me shaking his head. “You don’t really believe that do you? When I was little kid, I wanted to have kids but when I realized I was gay, I didn’t think that was possible. You’ve seen the way I was treated by my parents. Jamie was lucky his Dad understood what it was like to be gay. Can you imagine the hell they’d go through being in any other foster home or even being separated?”

He had me there. I was worried about Jamie and was wondering if we were really the right people to raise him. I knew this was a bump in the road and one that I’d known was coming. I guess now that it’s here I needed some reassuring and who better to get it from than the person I love as much as life itself. I knew tomorrow we had a big day so I was ready to call it a night. “Love, I wouldn’t want those boys to be separated. That would be more than either could handle. I know tomorrow is going to be a big day for Jamie and I hope he doesn’t totally melt down.”

“I know baby and I know we’re up to this. Now, let’s get to bed because I’m getting tired.”

We secured the house and headed up to bed. Before we went in, I decide to check on the boys to make sure they were OK. Hans came with me as we quietly went in. The light in the hall was on so we could see the boys and I saw Kevin had rolled onto his other side so I knelt down in front of him. He seemed to be sleeping quite peacefully so I gently kissed him then stood back up.

Hans had knelt in front of Jamie and he too seemed to be sleeping soundly. He kissed his son then we left to get some much needed sleep.

The next morning came way too soon for me. The alarm woke us at 7:30 but since the limo wasn’t due here until 10, we decided to let the boys sleep until 8. Hans rolled on top of me and nuzzled my neck. “Oh love, do I have to move?”

He kissed me on the lips then sat up across my hips. “Only because I have to as well baby. You tossed and turned all night.”

When Hans moved off me, he pushed on my bladder reminding me it needed attention. I staggered into the bathroom and joined my love in a morning piss. “I kept having some flash backs love. I think it’s because of the impending funeral. If I keep having them, I’ll talk with Dr. Nash.”

We went down stairs and started the coffee. I put some microwave sausage into the nuker then started scrambling some eggs. I was getting the skillet heating when I heard a plop into one of the chairs. I saw Kevin sitting there like he was a million miles away. I turned the stove off then went and knelt in front of him. “Morning son, didn’t sleep too well last night?”

He shook his head. “Not really Pop, I tried to snuggle to Jamie and he kept inching away. Doesn’t he love me any more?”

I could see his eyes getting misty. “Oh son, don’t even think that. You’re the most important person in his life. Today is going to be hard on you both. He’s trying to be so brave but he doesn’t have to be. Saying goodbye to someone is very hard to do. If I remember right, your Mom passed away, didn’t she?”

He looked down at the table. “Yeah, when I was little. I still remember her but not that much.”

 

That theory didn’t work. “My parents died when I was in the Army and saying goodbye was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Here I was, a soldier, but when I was at the cemetery I cried like you did last night. I still go and see them from time to time and I know they’re proud of my career.”

Kevin looked up at me then wrapped his arms around my neck. “I just want Jamie to know I love him.”

I got a napkin and dried his tears. “Son, I don’t think you have anything to worry about there. I know he knows you love him.”

He let that sink in then a little smile came across his face. “Thanks Pop. I’m getting hungry.”

I got busy making the eggs and Kevin helped me with the toast. I reheated the sausage as I saw Hans leave. I had a feeling I knew he was going to get Jamie up. Kevin had the toast buttered and I was dishing up the plates as I saw Hans and Jamie come in. I set a plate in front of him and Hans. “Morning son.”

Jamie ignored me and I went to get the other plates then Hans stared at his boy. “We are not rude to people in this house son. Lee spoke to you.”

Jamie stared briefly at Hans. “Morning Lee.”

Kevin set the toast on the table then leaned over and kissed his boyfriend. Jamie turned around and gave him a quick peck on the cheek then started picking at his food. I knew this was going to be a long day. After breakfast, 90% of Jamie’s was untouched; Hans sent the boys up to get their showers. I scraped the plates then rinsed them before putting them in the dishwasher. Hans and I were about to head upstairs when Kevin was back naked. “Pop Hans, Jamie is just sitting on the bed. He’s not getting ready for a shower.”

This was going to be a first for me. “Ok son, you come with me and we’ll get a shower together. Let’s let Hans talk with Jamie alone.”

Hans went into the boys’ room and Jamie was still on the bed. “You getting your shower?”

He just sat there. Now Hans isn’t one to be trifled with especially when we’re on a schedule. He walked into their bathroom, turned on the shower then returned to the bedroom. He stood Jamie up and pulled his undies off. “Hey Pop, I can take a shower.”

“So why hadn’t you when Kevin was ready?”

He just stood there in silence. Hans took him by the hand and led him into the bathroom and had to physically give him a shower. Kevin and I were in and out in no time. I grabbed a shave then started getting dressed. Finally everyone was downstairs and dressed just as the limo arrived. Kevin took my hand as he and I walked out to the limo and got in. Jamie walked by himself but one could tell he was really some place else. Hans got in then we made the trip to the funeral home in relative silence.

We were the first to arrive and when we went into the chapel, the caskets had been closed as per my request. Kevin went up to his Dad’s and ran his hand over it. I stood a little ways behind him so he could have this time alone. Jamie went up to his Dad’s and just stood there looking at it, not touching it. Kevin came back and I handed him a handkerchief so he could dry his eyes. He put it in his pocket then slipped his hand into mine. A few minutes later Jamie came back and sat down in the front row. I could see a concerned look on Hans’ face and I really didn’t have any suggestions on how to help him break through the wall Jamie threw up.

Finally, the people started arriving and I was surprised at just how many people were there. I talked with a few and I found out that many were from the gay community. It seems that James and Carl were out and had a great number of gay friends, all of which were happy that we were able to raise their boys.

When the minister arrived, he gave a lovely tribute to both men. Telling of how, after the loss of their wives, they took on the responsibility of raising teenage boys while having successful careers. I saw Kevin crying at times when references were made to Carl yet Jamie just sat there as if unphased by it all.

After the service at the funeral home, we got back into the limo for the trip over to the cemetery. It took about 20 minutes for everyone to get ready as the caskets were loaded in to the Hearses. After arriving at the cemetery, we waited while the caskets were placed over the plots. The driver opened the door and we quietly walked over to where the caskets were sitting. Kevin had a death grip on my hand and as we got closer, his sobs became more pronounced. As soon as I sat down, he was on my lap with his head buried on my shoulder. Jamie walked over and sat beside Hans but never said a word. The minister came up but saw Kevin crying so he gave him all the time he needed before speaking. I helped him blow his nose then wiped his face as he turned around still sitting on my lap. I nodded to the minister and mouthed, “Thank you.”

The minister opened the bible and read several passages, the last one being the Psalm 23. He closed his bible then looked towards us. “This is the final resting place for James Fisher and Carl Pruitt. We ask you oh Lord to welcome them into your kingdom and into their new home in heaven. May they now be reunited with those who have gone before them and know ever lasting life, Amen. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, we now commit the bodies of James and Carl to the ground, but their spirits will live on forever.”

I felt Kevin sobbing again as the friends of their Dads placed flowers on their caskets. One our way to our seats, I’d taken 4 for Kevin and me to put on. After he got his emotions under control, he stood up and put a flower on James’ casket followed by his Dads. He took my hand and we quietly walked towards the limo. I stopped and looked back at Hans and Jamie. Jamie placed a flower on each casket then walked away to the limo. On my way, a man from the cemetery stopped me. “Sir, everything will be closed and covered in about 2 hours if you would like to return to have some private time. Those poor boys sure do look lost without their Daddies.”

I shook his hand and thanked him. “My friend and I are caring for them now. I think having some time alone a little later is just what they both need. Thank you very much.”

With everything going on with Jamie, Hans and I hadn’t even thought about food or anything. Kevin got into the limo when one of their friends tapped me on the shoulder. He motioned me away from the car. “I can see you all really have you hands full right now. But my partner and I are having an open house and there will be plenty of food. Here is the address and I hope you all can stop by but I do understand completely if you don’t. James and Carl were great people. Can I ask if that young man with the other boy is your partner?”

I looked over at Hans who was following Jamie back to the limo. “Yeah, that’s my baby. I know he looks young and we’ve caught a lot of grief until he’s taken out his ID.”

The man smiled. “I can see the love you have for him and for the boys. I have a support group for couples with children and there is even one for gay teens.”

I hadn’t mentioned anything about Jamie and Kevin being boyfriends but gaydar is a funny thing. “Thank you and we might just take you up on the support group. As for coming by, we’ll just have to play that by ear.”

I climbed into the limo and looked at Hans and Jamie. Jamie was just sitting with Kevin trying to cuddle with him. Kevin finally gave up and scooted over next to me. As we drove home, I was trying to see if I could figure out what was going on in Hans’ mind. We got into the house and Kevin headed to his room go get out of his suit. I know he doesn’t like wearing it, but what 13 year old kid does? Jamie follows and I got Hans alone. “The man at the cemetery said the graves would be closed and filled in and we could come back in a couple of hours if we wanted some private time.”

I saw a little grin come over his face. “That’s a great idea, maybe then Jamie can let this out. I’m really getting worried babe, he has shown absolutely no emotion at all. Before, he’d cry and would talk about his Dad. Now, it’s nothing whatsoever.”

About that time, Kevin came down stairs in his undies raising his arms to me. I picked him up and he buried his face into my shoulder and broke down again. I carried him over to the couch and sat down. “Son, would you like to go back out to the cemetery so you can be alone and talk to your Dad?”

What I saw next surprised me a little. Kevin sat up and had his thumb in his mouth. “Would Daddy be able to hear me?”

I eased his hand down then kissed his nose. “Yes he will son. Just talk to him like you are to me.”

He looked at me with those sad puppy dog eyes. “It hurts Pop. I miss his so much it hurts.”

I slipped my suit jacket off and he put his head back onto my shoulder. “I know it does son and it will for a while. But each day, it will hurt a little less.”

He sat up and looked at me. “When the hurt goes away, will that mean I’ve forgotten him?”

I smiled at him and gently shook my head. “Oh no son, I don’t think you could ever do that, now could you?”

He shook his head saying, “Oh no Pop, I’ll never forget him.”

“What’s Jamie doing son?” Hans asked.

“He’s just sitting on the bed.”

I asked Kevin if he was hungry and he said he wasn’t. He was content to cuddle on my lap and have me hold him. I noticed Hans had disappeared after he’d asked Kevin where Jamie was. He came in and sat down and was dressed in some casual clothes. I slid Kevin over to him then headed up to get out of my suit. I looked into the boys’ room and Jamie was lying on the bed, still in his dress suit. I changed my clothes then folded my jacket and trousers so I could take them to the cleaners. I got into some casual clothes then returned to my baby. “Jamie looks like he’s asleep still in his suit.”

Hans looked at the clock then trotted up the stairs. All of a sudden I hear, “Hey, I can get undressed, come on Pop.”

A few minutes later, I see Hans with Jamie by the hand. “Let’s go guys.”

Jamie has a strange look on his face as we head out the door to the Hummer. We load up and take off for the cemetery. It took us about 20 minutes to get there and I was hoping this would help Jamie. I drove down the road to where the graves were and parked as close as I could. I got out and Kevin came with me. I looked at Hans. “We’ll be there in a minute love.”

Kevin slipped his hand into mine and we walked quietly to where his Dad was buried. We stopped about 10 feet from the grave and he looked up at me. I knelt down and took his hands in mine. “I’ll be right here son. I think this is your time with your Dad. Just talk to him. Tell him what’s in your heart and he’ll hear you.”

Back inside the Hummer, Hans got out and into the back seat with Jamie. “Son, you’ve been the strong stoic little man since your Dad was taken to the funeral home.”

Jamie’s head snapped to look at Hans. “I am a man now Pop, I have to be.”

Hans took his hand. “To some extent you are son but.”

“No buts Pop, I AM A MAN,” he yelled.

Hans gave his son a very loving smile. “OK then, can you answer these? Can you support yourself, maintain a place to live, cook, do your laundry, pay bills?”

“I, I could,” Jamie said weakly.

Hans reached over and undid Jamie’s seatbelt sliding him over. “Son, don’t wish your childhood away. You’ll be a man soon enough and I know your Dad is really proud of you. You were a loving son that was not afraid to share it. You’ve had this bottled up inside you. Yes, the man in you didn’t want to let anyone see you shed tears but you’re here in private with us, your family. Don’t you think maybe it’s about time you had a talk with your Dad?”

Jamie turned around and stared at Hans. “W, what do I say? How do I know he will hear me?”

Hans eased his son’s head to his chest. “I had those same questions when my Grandfather died. My Grandmother talked with me like I am with you then she bought me out to the cemetery. She told me to speak whatever came into my heart and she was pretty sure he’d hear me.”

The wall he had built around him was starting to finally come down. Jamie fell into Hans’s arms. “WHY POP? WHY, I MISS HIM SO MUCH.”

Hans held his son as he finally let loose and started to grieve. “I wish I could tell you why he died son. I know that everyone dies. There will come a time when I will, as will Lee and even you and Kevin. When that time will be, I don’t know but when it’s our time, we do. For some reason, unknown to us at this moment, it was your Dad’s time. But as long as you carry the memories of him in your heart, he’ll live there for ever. Are you ready to have that talk now?”

Outside by the grave, Kevin was standing by his Dad’s grave. He looked back at me and I just nodded my head as I saw the tears start to roll. “Hi Daddy, god I miss you. I really do and I love you.”

Suddenly he turned and ran over taking me by the hand. “What is it son?”

He pulled me over to the grave. “Daddy, this is Lee. He took out the bad man who killed you. I still wish I knew why he had to hurt you. Lee is my foster dad now. He tells me that you’re with mommy and you’re watching over me. Mommy, I miss you too. I’m glad you’re together but I miss you both.”

I was holding Kevin’s hand as a gentle wind blew. He looked up at me and smiled. “Daddy is watching me Pop. I think he’s happy.”

I smiled at him. “You know, I think he is too.”

Just then, I saw Hans and Jamie walk up. Jamie looked over at Kevin and took his hand then looked at his Dad’s grave. “Hi Dad, I don’t know exactly what to say.”

Kevin leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Pop told me to just speak your heart. It does work.”

Jamie squeezed his hand then reached back and took Hans’ hand. “Dad, I miss you and it hurts you’re not here. I love you, Dad. I’m going to miss you so much, Daddy.” With that, Jamie lost all of his resolve and fell to his knees as the sobs overtook him.  Jamie knelt with his hands buried in his hands as he sobbed over and over, “Daddy, I miss you, I miss you so much.”

I started to head over to pick him up but Hans signaled for me to wait.  Kevin went over and knelt beside his boyfriend and held him tight as the older teen cried out all of his grief.

When Jamie had finally cried himself out, he looked back at Hans and held out his hand to his new Pop.  “Dad, this is Hans, he and Lee are taking care of me and Kevin. I hope you’re not going to be mad but I love Hans. He’s a good man just like you. Lee killed the man that killed you and almost killed me. Dad, I love you and I’ll come often to visit. Dad, I’ll always love you and be your son.”

Just then another gentle breeze blew over us. Jamie pulled us into a hug as tears continued to fall. “Kevin, I love you so much and I’m sorry for the way I acted. Pop, Lee.”

Kevin pulled Jamie into a hug. “I love you too. I know you were hurting and had to handle it your own way. Lee, told me.”

Hans picked his boy up and held him tight as Jamie continued to cry. “Son, I love you. We’re all here for you, anytime.”

He came over to me next and I kissed him on the cheek. “That’s right son. We’re a family now and we’re all in this together. Tomorrow, would you boys like to come here with Hans and me to help us pick out head stones for your Dad’s graves?”

Jamie looked up at me. “Really, can we help pick them out?”

I put him on his feet. “Yes, you really can really help. Now, are you guys getting hungry?”

Their heads started bobbing up and down like bobble head dolls. We headed back to the Hummer and found a little restaurant to get some lunch.

To be continued...

Posted: 05/23/08