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Authors: Murray McDonald
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going to pay the Surenos a little visit.”
“Good call. We’ll have to be quick though, to beat the cops.”
“Exactly, so stop talking and get in the car.”
Cash took the driver’s seat . He knew the area, or, a fifteen-year older version of the area. After a few minutes of deafening silence, he felt he had to say something. He had to apologize to the son he didn’t know he had but had no idea how.
“So , Kyle, how’s school?’ he asked awkwardly.
“It’s okay,” replied the sullen, typical teenager.
“ He’s his father’s son,” said Sophie, “top of his class in every subject, driving his teachers crazy with questions they struggle to answer.”
“I wasn’t top in every class,” Cash argued.
“Hmm, yes , physics,” Sophie said to Kyle. “Your father pretended to be not so good at physics, so I’d be top of that class.”
Cash smirked. “I’m not sure I remember it like that.”
“ Cash, your father always wished you’d followed him into astronomy,” said Sophie. “He reckoned your brain was twice the size of his at the same age.”
“So how about sports?” asked Cash, desperate to change the subject. The guilt of the fifteen missed years with his father was beginning to sit heavily on his conscience. At least he had the chance to apologize to Kyle ; that opportunity was gone for him and his father.
“Not bad,” said Kyle.
“Captain of the rugby team, star of the athletics team,” said Sophie.
“Just like my father?” Kyle laughed.
“Swap the rugby for football and yes, just like your father,” confirmed Sophie.
“We’re here,” said Cash . “Wait here while I arrange some rooms.”
With Cash gone, Rigs remained silent in the front passenger seat, his eyes looking out for signs of danger.
“You don’t say much, do you?” asked Sophie.
Rigs shook his head awkwardly.
“So you’ve been friends with Cash for a while?”
Rigs nodded slightly. “Fifteen years.” He was uncomfortable with the unfamiliar environment and the questioners. “A great friend,” he added, keeping his eyes fixed on the hotel entrance, awaiting Cash’s return.
“Hmmph,” said Mrs . Kramer, stirring irritably in her seat. “He abandoned his son.”
“Mom!” Sophie hissed.
“You can’t abandon someone you didn’t know existed ,” said Rigs, turning to face his friend’s dissenter. Few things riled Rigs, but an attack on Cash he would defend. “Cash Harris risked his life daily to save his fellow Marines. That’s not the type of guy who would let his own son down.” Rigs turned back to face the front and reenter his own world.
“Well he did ,” said Mrs. Kramer flatly. “I’m sorry, Kyle, but your father is a…”
“Mom, Rigs is right, Cash didn’t know .”
Mrs . Kramer stared at her daughter for any hint that she was lying. Sophie didn’t blink or look away.
Rigs spotted Cash exiting the hotel and opened the car door to get out.
“Kyle, go with him,” Mrs. Kramer ordered. “Mom, Cash didn’t run away because I was pregnant,” were the last words Rigs heard before he shut the car door behind him.
Rigs placed his hand on Cash’s chest to stop him getting to the car . “They’ve got a couple of things to sort out,” said Rigs. “Give them a minute or two.”
Cash handed Kyle a key and directed him to the elevators.
He glanced into the car and saw both Sophie and her mother talking heatedly, but couldn’t hear what they were saying. All the while, Rigs held him back.
“ It’s fine,” Rigs told him, “let them work it out.”
A minute later , Sophie’s door flew open and she stormed out of the car, took a key from Cash and disappeared into the hotel without a word. Mrs. Kramer followed, far calmer, and walked over to Cash. He held out a key to her but instead of taking it, she took him in her arms.
“My boy, my dear sweet boy!” she said , before taking the key and, like her daughter, disappearing into the hotel.
Cash looked at Rigs
“Good call. We’ll have to be quick though, to beat the cops.”
“Exactly, so stop talking and get in the car.”
Cash took the driver’s seat . He knew the area, or, a fifteen-year older version of the area. After a few minutes of deafening silence, he felt he had to say something. He had to apologize to the son he didn’t know he had but had no idea how.
“So , Kyle, how’s school?’ he asked awkwardly.
“It’s okay,” replied the sullen, typical teenager.
“ He’s his father’s son,” said Sophie, “top of his class in every subject, driving his teachers crazy with questions they struggle to answer.”
“I wasn’t top in every class,” Cash argued.
“Hmm, yes , physics,” Sophie said to Kyle. “Your father pretended to be not so good at physics, so I’d be top of that class.”
Cash smirked. “I’m not sure I remember it like that.”
“ Cash, your father always wished you’d followed him into astronomy,” said Sophie. “He reckoned your brain was twice the size of his at the same age.”
“So how about sports?” asked Cash, desperate to change the subject. The guilt of the fifteen missed years with his father was beginning to sit heavily on his conscience. At least he had the chance to apologize to Kyle ; that opportunity was gone for him and his father.
“Not bad,” said Kyle.
“Captain of the rugby team, star of the athletics team,” said Sophie.
“Just like my father?” Kyle laughed.
“Swap the rugby for football and yes, just like your father,” confirmed Sophie.
“We’re here,” said Cash . “Wait here while I arrange some rooms.”
With Cash gone, Rigs remained silent in the front passenger seat, his eyes looking out for signs of danger.
“You don’t say much, do you?” asked Sophie.
Rigs shook his head awkwardly.
“So you’ve been friends with Cash for a while?”
Rigs nodded slightly. “Fifteen years.” He was uncomfortable with the unfamiliar environment and the questioners. “A great friend,” he added, keeping his eyes fixed on the hotel entrance, awaiting Cash’s return.
“Hmmph,” said Mrs . Kramer, stirring irritably in her seat. “He abandoned his son.”
“Mom!” Sophie hissed.
“You can’t abandon someone you didn’t know existed ,” said Rigs, turning to face his friend’s dissenter. Few things riled Rigs, but an attack on Cash he would defend. “Cash Harris risked his life daily to save his fellow Marines. That’s not the type of guy who would let his own son down.” Rigs turned back to face the front and reenter his own world.
“Well he did ,” said Mrs. Kramer flatly. “I’m sorry, Kyle, but your father is a…”
“Mom, Rigs is right, Cash didn’t know .”
Mrs . Kramer stared at her daughter for any hint that she was lying. Sophie didn’t blink or look away.
Rigs spotted Cash exiting the hotel and opened the car door to get out.
“Kyle, go with him,” Mrs. Kramer ordered. “Mom, Cash didn’t run away because I was pregnant,” were the last words Rigs heard before he shut the car door behind him.
Rigs placed his hand on Cash’s chest to stop him getting to the car . “They’ve got a couple of things to sort out,” said Rigs. “Give them a minute or two.”
Cash handed Kyle a key and directed him to the elevators.
He glanced into the car and saw both Sophie and her mother talking heatedly, but couldn’t hear what they were saying. All the while, Rigs held him back.
“ It’s fine,” Rigs told him, “let them work it out.”
A minute later , Sophie’s door flew open and she stormed out of the car, took a key from Cash and disappeared into the hotel without a word. Mrs. Kramer followed, far calmer, and walked over to Cash. He held out a key to her but instead of taking it, she took him in her arms.
“My boy, my dear sweet boy!” she said , before taking the key and, like her daughter, disappearing into the hotel.
Cash looked at Rigs
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