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| Randee | Jun 30 2008, 08:09 PM |
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Chapter Eight: Caleb had wanted to talk to Shannon as soon as possible but he could not get up the nerve to do it. Instead, he threw himself into his work as well as thinking about what she had told him. He was Cerra’s father. He did not have the life that a child should be involved with; he lived by his own set of rules. He had too many secrets that even his sister did not know about, how could he bring Shannon and her girls into his life. His job was too risky for something like that. Yes, he did have his bar that he had Kameron run for him but his real job, the one that Kam knew about was too dangerous. He needed to sit down with Shannon and discuss what she wanted to do and to explain his life to her. She had been gone for so long that she had no idea what his life was like now. Nor, did he know hers. It was time for him to man up and do what he knew was right. Kameron and I were sitting on the beach watching Megan and Cerra play in the surf while we talked. “So, Cal told me the good news. Well, I think it is good news. I am not sure how he is feeling right now.” Kam said to me. “Yeah, I know I should have said something way sooner. I am a coward. I am so sorry for keeping something this huge from you two for so long.” I could not even look at her. Not because I was keeping both eyes on my girls, but because I felt so ashamed for keeping Cerra a secret for so long. “Hey, it is okay. At least we know now. Will you be staying here or do you plan on going back to St. Louis?” “I'm not sure yet. Really, Kam it depends on what Caleb wants. I would love to move back here, so Cerra can be close to her father.” “How does Meg feel about moving here?” “She says she is fine with it. She really doesn't care much for St. Louis. She says the weather is, how did she put it... 'Fuggin ridiculous. If she wanted snow and rain all the time she would have asked me to move to Washington.'” “Oh. What about her friends there? Won't she miss them?” “Kam, with today's technology, it would be like she was there with them. She can email, text and call them anytime she wants. She knows that.” “Yeah, that is true, and with web cams she can see them anytime she wants too.” We both laughed and gathered the girls up for a picnic lunch on the beach. We were half way through our lunch when Caleb arrived. He seemed awkward around me and the girls now but who could blame him after what I had told him. |
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