After sharing a beer with Kellum and Freya, I walked back to my house. I jumped into the shower and cleaned up. I had promised Darren I'd go to his place and have dinner with him and Lila. As I stood at my bathroom mirror and shaved, I thought about Freya and her little girl. Darren was right. She really was a cute kid. Her little smile tugged at my heart. When I looked into her tiny little face I wished...Hell I don't know what I wished, but it's not fair such a pretty little girl should grow up with out her daddy.
I knew mine, but I'm glad he stopped being in my life. My Mom too! Neither one was worth the time of day. My mother was a drunk, and my father wasn't much better. A drug addict and lush. He had dared to look me up when Pops died. Just to see what Pops had left me, and how much he could get. It had led to a horrible argument. I damn near put a fist through his face. If Darren hadn't stopped me I might have ended up in jail.
Even now my father crawls out into the light and tries to reconnect, as he calls it. Of coarse with his hand out. I made the mistake once of throwing a couple hundred bucks his way. Pretty sure it went up his arm. I won't make that mistake again.
But what Freya was doing. Raising her her daughter all alone. Loosing her husband and picking up the pieces and building a life of love and trust, here in her home town with people who have her back. I'm starting to get it. I always thought my happiness was anywhere but in this tiny little town. Now I realize. The happiness was next door and in the eyes of a raven haired girl and her family that has always been family to me. I needed them back. I needed her back. I could be a father to her little girl. I could be a husband to her. I could bild a life here with them.If. I. Can. Convince her!
I dressed and then went to my pick-up to drive to Darren's. As I passed through town, I realized I really had missed it here. It had grown some, but all in all it was still the same. Folks were just friendly! Waved as you pass by.
I noticed a limo move through town. It stopped at the light on Main , and as I passed i saw the man sitting in the back seat. Jeb Hawkins. Well I guess Darren was right. An asshole with money. An asshole who was looking to be with Freya. A girl he teased, and bullied every chance he got while in school. Both Darren and I had to jack him up a couple times. He had pushed her into lockers, and pulled her hair a couple times because his then girl friend was jealous of Freya. He was mean and cowardly. He loved picking on girls, but steered clear of boys. We fought back. Girls tended to cry. I didn't like him then, and I'm not going to now. He's a slime ball. Always was. Money didn't turn him into a good guy. I just don't understand why Freya is even entertaining any kind of relationship with him.