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“Yeah, don't we wish you could.” She says with an evil look
in her eyes. I am clearly less in the know that I thought, my baby sister, a
young girl, knows what our father does for a living.
“So, anyway, little sister, how is everything, any boys got
their eye on you?” I only ask, so she gives me the name of the boys I need to
castrate. My little sister is fourteen, becoming a young woman, and not only
did I fear for my child growing up, I fear for my sister’s innocence. I feel
for the guy to grasp that, because he will find his cock lodged in his throat.
“No, none.” She replies all too quickly causing me to doubt
her. I laugh at her, scuffing her hair.
“Okay, whatever you say, Georg.” I brush my fingertips over
Joe’s nose gently before removing my hand. “Wanna head for some food and a
sleep?” I ask her, in desperate need of something in my stomach and a good
night’s sleep. I feel at peace now, like a huge weight has been lifted and I
can carry on my life, remembering my Josie and the way we were. I know she is
smiling down on me, guiding me to safety.
“Absolutely. I'm ravenous.” Georgia replies, kissing her
fingertips and placing them on her Nephews head.
“Come on then.” I bend my elbow offering it to her, after
saying goodbye to my boy. I smile at him, proud of the strength he has, and the
strength he has instilled in me.
“You’re a good guy, Leighton Lock. I'm proud to be your
sister, you know that?” Georgia tells me and it makes my heart melt.
“Georgia, that is too sweet. I'm honoured to be your brother
too, I’m so thankful you’re here with me, keeping me up.” I tell her, letting
her arm go and putting my arm around her shoulders.
“No, Leighton, it is not me keeping you up, it is you. You
are stronger than you think you are, you are a soldier, a warrior who fought to
survive.”I kiss her head and pull her tighter to me.
“Thanks. Sometime I don't feel like it, but I’m determined
to live every second of my life the way Josie would want me to.” We walk to my
car, then I drive us to a local grill.
We eat our meals, talking and laughing about things that
happened when we were children. I tell her of funny times with me and Josie,
tell her how it was when we found out about Joe, how excited we were.
We head back to the hotel after, both showering quickly and
getting into our beds.
It is lights out for me almost the second my head hit the
pillow.
I know it’s not lights out forever, there will be a trail of
it somewhere and it will draw me to it like a moth to a flame, guiding me
somewhere I can call home once more, my angel showing me the pathway I need to
take.
Chapter Seven
The day has come, the day I get to take my son home, well to
his temporary home anyway. He now weighs five pound two ounces, he is healthy,
can breathe on his own and has fortunately not suffered any complications from
his premature birth. It is two weeks before his original due date, so he is
home earlier than expected. Georgia and I, with Joseph in his car seat, walk
through the hospital car park to my car, getting him settled in before driving
to Antonio’s house.
When we arrive, we are greeted by him and his sister, Maria,
both of them running through the front door, down the drive to the car. Maria
is quick to help me get Joe out of the car, her and Georgia carrying his car
seat in the house.
“You doing good, mate?” Ant asks me, as we both follow our
sisters into the house, shaking our heads at their enthusiasm over him being
here.
“I’m really good, actually, very positive. So happy to
finally have him home.” Antonio slaps my back in a friendly gesture, guiding me
through the front door of his welcoming home. Blue banners and streamers have
been put up and I can't help but smile sadly as I think that Josie should be
here, bringing him home with me.
“Love you baby.” I say to the ceiling as I walk through the
house to find my little sister and
“Yeah, don't we wish you could.” She says with an evil look
in her eyes. I am clearly less in the know that I thought, my baby sister, a
young girl, knows what our father does for a living.
“So, anyway, little sister, how is everything, any boys got
their eye on you?” I only ask, so she gives me the name of the boys I need to
castrate. My little sister is fourteen, becoming a young woman, and not only
did I fear for my child growing up, I fear for my sister’s innocence. I feel
for the guy to grasp that, because he will find his cock lodged in his throat.
“No, none.” She replies all too quickly causing me to doubt
her. I laugh at her, scuffing her hair.
“Okay, whatever you say, Georg.” I brush my fingertips over
Joe’s nose gently before removing my hand. “Wanna head for some food and a
sleep?” I ask her, in desperate need of something in my stomach and a good
night’s sleep. I feel at peace now, like a huge weight has been lifted and I
can carry on my life, remembering my Josie and the way we were. I know she is
smiling down on me, guiding me to safety.
“Absolutely. I'm ravenous.” Georgia replies, kissing her
fingertips and placing them on her Nephews head.
“Come on then.” I bend my elbow offering it to her, after
saying goodbye to my boy. I smile at him, proud of the strength he has, and the
strength he has instilled in me.
“You’re a good guy, Leighton Lock. I'm proud to be your
sister, you know that?” Georgia tells me and it makes my heart melt.
“Georgia, that is too sweet. I'm honoured to be your brother
too, I’m so thankful you’re here with me, keeping me up.” I tell her, letting
her arm go and putting my arm around her shoulders.
“No, Leighton, it is not me keeping you up, it is you. You
are stronger than you think you are, you are a soldier, a warrior who fought to
survive.”I kiss her head and pull her tighter to me.
“Thanks. Sometime I don't feel like it, but I’m determined
to live every second of my life the way Josie would want me to.” We walk to my
car, then I drive us to a local grill.
We eat our meals, talking and laughing about things that
happened when we were children. I tell her of funny times with me and Josie,
tell her how it was when we found out about Joe, how excited we were.
We head back to the hotel after, both showering quickly and
getting into our beds.
It is lights out for me almost the second my head hit the
pillow.
I know it’s not lights out forever, there will be a trail of
it somewhere and it will draw me to it like a moth to a flame, guiding me
somewhere I can call home once more, my angel showing me the pathway I need to
take.
Chapter Seven
The day has come, the day I get to take my son home, well to
his temporary home anyway. He now weighs five pound two ounces, he is healthy,
can breathe on his own and has fortunately not suffered any complications from
his premature birth. It is two weeks before his original due date, so he is
home earlier than expected. Georgia and I, with Joseph in his car seat, walk
through the hospital car park to my car, getting him settled in before driving
to Antonio’s house.
When we arrive, we are greeted by him and his sister, Maria,
both of them running through the front door, down the drive to the car. Maria
is quick to help me get Joe out of the car, her and Georgia carrying his car
seat in the house.
“You doing good, mate?” Ant asks me, as we both follow our
sisters into the house, shaking our heads at their enthusiasm over him being
here.
“I’m really good, actually, very positive. So happy to
finally have him home.” Antonio slaps my back in a friendly gesture, guiding me
through the front door of his welcoming home. Blue banners and streamers have
been put up and I can't help but smile sadly as I think that Josie should be
here, bringing him home with me.
“Love you baby.” I say to the ceiling as I walk through the
house to find my little sister and
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