Billy
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1999 ° All Rights Reserved
The
smile on his face faded slightly as he thought of the reason for his pre
occupation with getting ahead. He knew it wasn’t right, wasn’t the real
or only reason but it gave him some feeling of pride to do it, to make it
for her. He owed her that at least.
At least now he didn’t fall asleep crying, thinking of her or of
how he missed her. He wondered though, how his Dad was feeling.
Billy
turned from the frantic celebration going on the field to stare off to the
side at his father. There he stood, the rock for the family and at what
price?
He was amazed at how his father had managed to cope so well with the
loss, and how he had never really cried in front of Billy or his older
brother Taylor.
Now
here he was, cheering with everyone else and slapping people on their backs
with ease that still amazed Billy. Sure it was 2 years, 9 months, and 18
days since that terrible day, and he was getting on with his own life, but
he was just a kid. How could his Dad manage so well?
Billy’s
dad turned to face him and he saw the eyes, those wonderful soft blue eyes
and they seemed to just bore into his own baby blues. Billy wasn’t a tall
kid, only 5 foot 9 inches and 139 lbs but his father, now there was a knock
out of a guy for you. The dream man for any women or man, for that matter.
It
was unreal how that one look from his father seemed to calm him down and
turn his thoughts back to happier things. His dad had that knack of always
making things right for him and Taylor, but the price was high, of that
Billy was sure.
The
crowd was slowly moving away and the team had managed to get past their
howling cheering classmates to go to the locker room so people started to
leave. His father grabbed his arm and together they started their descent
from the stadium to ground level.
“That
was a terrific game.... I really think we are going to have a good year
Billy... don’t you?”
“Oh
yeah Dad... they sure hung in there this time, not like last year’s
team.”
“Hehe,
yeah well this year they have some damn good player’s on the team..... and
most of them are juniors.”
“It sure would be nice if we could get back to the playoffs
this year Dad.... man that
would be something wouldn’t it?”
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