culpables years later
Noah
My alarm went off at 6:30. Sleepily, I squeezed it out and saw to my right where Nick was still asleep. He didn't know, but I liked to watch him sleep. There was something comforting about it. Unfortunately, I had to get up to get to the office in time and to take Andrew to preschool. Nick didn't have to get up until seven, so I let him sleep and quietly went to our bathroom. After I was reasonably awake and presentable, I went to Andie's room to wake him up. "Good morning sunshine. Did you sleep well?"
Sleepily, he rubbed his eyes and nodded. As he woke up, I put the clothes out so he could get dressed. I gave him a kiss on the forehead and told him to please get up and get dressed. By the time he got dressed, I was already in the kitchen preparing breakfast and Andrew's lunch. Nick and I had thought it was important that we all start the morning together with breakfast. While the table was now set and my two men were down, we could have breakfast. During these twenty minutes of sitting together at the table, we talk to Andie about what's going to happen today. Since Andie has soccer today and has a date with his friend, I don't pick him up today, but his friend's mother picks him up. Nick would be home around six o'clock today and I would be home around five o'clock
And around seven o'clock, Henry's mom would bring Andrew to us. This was a small window for Nick and I, where we just took care of each other. For us, it's important that we don't get lost in time, about ninety-nine percent for Andrew and one percent for us. So it's not just about having sex for us, it's just spending time together. See if we have a glass of wine and sit in the backyard and just hold each other. That's all we need. After breakfast, Andie and I had to leave. Nick could relax and get ready at home. I kissed him goodbye and Andrew got a hug from him saying have a nice day.
I parked in front of the school and said goodbye to Andrew in front of the car so he could go in on his own. "Somewhere it's sad to see them growing up so fast." startled, I looked at Synthia. Synthia was also a young mother and a good friend of mine. "Somehow. But we can see we did everything right."
She came up to me with a smile and gave me a quick hug. "Good to see you, Synthia, but I have to go." "All right, good to see you, and greetings to Nick." Nodding, I waved goodbye to her and got into the car to drive off. As I drove, I couldn't get out of my mind about the conversation we had last night.
It wasn't easy for me to entrust my thoughts and fears to Nick. But that was our new basis. Complete trust. My greatest wish would be to give him another child so that he could finally be "complete." I used to just say to myself, if we had sex and I could get pregnant, then fine, and if I didn't, then I wouldn't. But it wasn't always easy. Since Andrew's fourth birthday, we had started talking about having a second child. We always knew that I was going to have trouble getting pregnant.
Which is hard for me to see when girlfriends get pregnant. Of course, I'm happy for them, but somewhere, it makes me feel a little sad inside. When I got to the office, I started making coffee and talking to colleagues. Normally, Steve would drive me to work and stay in the background, but for the time being, he'd been on vacation. Nick and I had talked a lot about where we and Steve should go from here. There's no question that he was the best at his job, only he was bored by our daily lives. After the near-abduction thing, Nick still insisted on some kind of security in case something happened. So Steve used to drive me to work and stay in the background during the day or switch over to Nick. When I get to my office, I turn on my laptop and I turn on my iPad. My office had a kind of calming atmosphere. It was decorated with plants and furniture and some photos that help me feel comfortable and be productive. Today was not so much, just going through two meetings with writers, an office conference and a manuscript.
After about half an hour of work before the first meeting, Carla came to my office. She was one of the secretaries of the publishing house, and she was really nice. From the beginning, she gave me a warm welcome, and now we were friends. "The meeting has been rescheduled in ten minutes. Jack is in great shape today." I laughed sadly at the info. Jack was the boss of the house and he had good days and bad days. He is a very nice person, only when he is under stress he is very irritable and annoying.
"Thank you for the info. We'll be fine." She tells me pityingly. "How's Leo?" I asked her. Leo was Carla's three-year-old son, and he's for kissing. She's a single parent, his father, her boyfriend at the time, dumped her and didn't want anything to do with them. So while she's working during the day, he's with her mother. "Would you like to go out for a drink sometime soon? I could use someone to talk and switch off." Carla wasn't a person who was easily trusted, neither of us. It was only our mutual woes that made our friendship trustworthy. She knew my story and Nick's story, and that we were step-siblings, but she didn't mind at all. She liked our love story. Nick liked her and her son, too, so that's not a problem when we all get together. "Sorry, we can't have the next few days, and I'll be on vacation with Nick next week. But if you want, we can go out for lunch today? Nothing to drink, but a smoothie is fine, right?" "That'd be good, thanks, Noah." I hugged her and headed to the conference room.
Nick
Even when I got to work, the stress didn't stop there. There were advantages and disadvantages to being the boss. When I got to my office, my secretary filled me in on what was going on today. I sort of went from one meeting to another. The only bright spot I had was Noah tonight. My secretary brought me my coffee and gave me a quick look at my computer before I had to go into the meeting. My eyes turned to the two photos at my table. One was from our wedding on the beach and the other was me , her and Andrew at Disneyland. Every time I saw it, I smiled. It was considered a relaxation pool for me to have the photos here.
In an appointment to Noah, I wrote her a message that I thought of her and loved her. Smiling, I sent the message and headed into the meeting. When all of a sudden my cell phone rang. Gloria Lopez called. She was the police chief at the time of the kidnapping and the Michael drama. Michael has been in prison for almost five years and had four more years to go. We had never thought about what would happen if he got out. Nervously, I answered the phone. "Mrs. Lopez, what do I owe this pleasure?" "Mr. Leister, I have bad news. It's about Michael ..."My heart stopped. It couldn't be true.