Billy
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1999 ° All Rights Reserved
The
day was dragging for Billy but each time he checked, the time only moved
ever so slightly ahead. His father watched him pacing the sundeck and
smiled. Well, at least this time his son had an interest that was purely for
himself, not for someone else. He felt glad that finally after all these
years his son was starting to heal.
Walking
out at lunch time he noticed how often Billy kept looking at his watch.
Well, he really seems to have it bad.
“Hey
Billy... time to have something to eat.”
“Huh?
Oh yeah.... sure Dad... I guess so.”
“He’ll
be here soon son....
pacing isn’t gonna make it any sooner.”
“Yeah
I know... it’s just... well I never realized how much I missed his
friendship all this time... it sure was nice seeing him again last night.”
“I
could see that...
you know it might be a nice idea to invite him to join us for your
birthday dinner on Thursday....
if you’d like to that is.”
“Like
to... THAT WOULD BE GREAT DAD..... thanks...”
Billy’s
father laughed and slapped his son’s shoulder. Well that certainly had
been easy. Now if the rest of his plan would work, then his son’s
milestone birthday would really be something special.
The
security gate alarm sounded and Billy rushed out of the house before the
harsh ring had fully ended. He hadn’t been this excited for a long time
and he skidded to a halt at the iron gate. There he stood, Mike in a pair of
tight jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt. Man what a site he made.
“Hey
Billy.... sorry for taking so long”
“No
problem... come on in.... you had lunch yet?”
“No..
thought I’d head straight here....”
“Hey....
I’ll make you something if you want?”
“Yeah?
Hey that’d be kewl....
you cook now?”
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