Remi
2-1/2 years later
He was back, Kris that is. I'd given into the temptation of asking his mom for his mailing info when I ran into her for the second time while out running errands. At first, our correspondence was strictly on a friendly basis. We got to know a little about each other. He told me about his stepdad's long battle with cancer until he finally lost it just months before they moved out to Atlanta. He had immense respect and pride for the man who raised him like his own from the time he was two. He was a part-time musician and full-time Bronx County Sheriff. Kris's pride for the man he referred to as his dad, not stepdad, came across even in his written words.
I went against my better judgment and agreed to take it a step further. We' d gone from just written corresponden
