No one ever made a difference by being like everyone else. – P.T. BarnumWhen parker had walked into the house, Tori had been getting ready for school to start up again. The petite strawberry blonde looked at her fiancée and saw the defeat in his eyes. Setting her work aside, she approached him and wrapped her arms around him.It took a moment, but he held her close and gave into the angry and frustrated tears. They stood there for several minutes with the only sound being that of the soft music playing in the background.“I’m sorry.” Parker finally said as he stepped away from his fiancée.“For what?” Tory asked softly.“That’s not being very manly.” He condemned himself.She placed both her hands on his cheeks and made him look at her. “You know how I feel about that man up shit. That’s what makes people like Hank Fargo. You’re not like him.”“I didn’t help Jolene any either. I believed he lies. I believed him.”“So, you can help her now. Yu can help others like her.”“She never see
Take risks: if you win, you will be happy; if you lose, you will be wise. – Anonymous“Hey, boss.” Johnson said getting Douggie’s attention. Douggie looked up from the list of interviews that were scheduled for the day. The investigator in charge cleared Parker yesterday. He should be returning to work next week after the background check is complete. The cursory report came back just as Parker had told him the other night.His father, Charles Parker, was convicted of attempted murder after beating his wife. Parker had been thirteen and fought back for his mother. Once Charles was in jail, Anna and her two sons moved back to her hometown. When Charles was released, Anna returned to her husband but both sons remained in Morgan City.Only days after she returned, Charles shot her before turning the gun on himself. Both sons grew up in their grandparents’ house. Both were in law enforcement, Donald Parker served on the MCPD and Stephen Parker served as an arson investigator for the MCFD
What makes you a man is not the ability to make a child; it’s the courage to raise one. – Barak ObamaBunny’s appointment had been at eleven thirty and her sonogram at two. It was Ty’s off day and Jaxon took a personal day. He wasn’t sure how he was going to tell the guys that he worked with that his roommates were expecting a baby. And it might be his.Ever since they found out that she was pregnant, all three of them were at the appointments. It had been an interesting first visit.“The nurse states that you needed to talk to me about your pregnancy?” Dr. Aberton said, smiling at Bunny. Nervously, the expectant mother nodded as the man sat down on the rolling stool. “The good thing is that’s why we’re here.”“We chose you because you are LGBTQ friendly.” “Ahhhh….” The man chuckled and for first time looked at the two men. “And you’re involved in a triad.”They had all nodded or answered in the affirmative.“You’re not the only ones.” He had assured them and said that they had proto
She will always return to the man who gets her, the man who lets her be wild, the man who doesn’t act like she’s too much. – S. McNuttReese drove Jolene to Neo’s new house. The one that he told his friend nearly two years ago not to buy. The one that required all new plumbing and electric. Got held up with asbestos removal. And lead removal. Termites. Just when he thought that he was good, the foundation cracked. It was still under construction in part of the old house. But the bottom floor was ready, or at least livable. The house was a turn of the century manor house with ten acres, two ponds and space for an airstrip and helipad. Not that he had either, but Neo had plans.The only reason Reese had agreed to back the venture was a rent-free hangar. His six-seater Cessna was not that big. It got him where he wanted to go. And any further than its range, he rented a charter plane. “Wow.” Jolene said as they went through the large masonry and wrought iron archway. He slowed the Te
We’ve been trying to reach you about your car’s extended warranty…There was a feeling in the back of his mind that Reese could not shake. When he and Helen got home from their weekly date, the kids were on his couch watching a movie. Not a slasher movie, so JD must have chosen it.“Your mom call?” Reese asked. “No. But last week she said she might not be able to.” Dean said. Her voice told him that she was more worried than her words said.All night, he had been restless. He got up and worked for a little bit. The shopping center would be starting the revamp next month. He had plenty of concerns with it. But he loved projects like this. The thrill of it wasn’t there today. No matter what he did, he could not get into the project. Reese decided that he needed to take a break. Go for a run. Lift some weights. Take Helen out for lunch. Looking at his watch, it was only nine thirty. Was brunch a thing during the week? Or was it reserved for weekends and holidays? Shrugging at his in
Grief is the price we pay for love. - Queen Elizabeth II“Mr. Thompson, Mr. Reese is on line two.” The temporary assistant said over the intercom. Once again he wondered why he agreed to let Emily go on a two week cruise. He missed her efficency and thoroughness.And her coffee. The stuff he was making could not pass as coffee on the best of days. And today was not the best of days.“Tell him that I’ll call him back.” Frank said absently.The intercom went silent and then it buzzed again. “I’m sorry, sir. He says that it’s an emergency.”“Fine.” Frank growled and sat the proposal aside. He grabbed up his handset and pushed the button to connect the call. “Hey, Reese, I don’t have much time today.”“I need Helen.” Came the reply and Frank could hear that his friend was upset.“Did they transfer the call wrong?”“No. I need her to come home. I know that she just started this position, but I need her for a few days.”“Reese, I can’t let your sub off every time you want to play.”There wa
It’s not what we have in life, but who we have in our life that matters. – J. M. LaurenceTy showed his driver’s license and official FD credentials. The secretary gave him a strange look and he just smiled at her. He knew the look. He got it a lot when he was holding hands with his wife. Sometimes at the club, they got looks when he was with Jaxon.Even this day and age, people thought that he should date a woman “like” him. His response to that was usually pointing out that he had a boyfriend. And a wife. Yeah, he was the three B’s. Big, black and bi.“She is my sister-in-law.” He decided that was a much easier explanation than telling the whole truth.She’s the niece of the man that mine and my wife’s lover’s mother is dating and she’s also dating my lover’s younger brother. And my wife is pregnant. It might be mine. It might also be his. Either way, the baby was going to be spoiled.Thankfully, Dean came into the office before anything else could be said. The teen headed straight
There is something about losing a mother that is permanent and inexpressible – a wound that will never quite heal. – Susan WiggsDean sat on the couch in absolute shock. The whole room around her was completely silent. Or maybe she just couldn’t hear anything over the soft roar in her ears of her own pulse.Looking up, she saw Helen in front of her. Her lips were moving, she couldn’t hear anything that the other woman was saying. Then a small tumbler was pressed into her hands. Dean looked at the amber liquid and then raised the glass to her lips.The whiskey burned on the way down. Shaking her head, as the alcohol seemed to spread instantly through her, she handed the glass back to Helen. Dean began to cough, and that single action broke the dam that was holding back her tears.JD sat down next to her, and he placed an arm around her shoulders, and she leaned into him. Grabbing his shirt, she gave into the sobs that began to rack her body. Reese sat on the other side of her and rubb