24 April 2012
Chapter 2: Past Starts (Part 4) Denny
The faraway look in my eye returned to the photo album and I remembered that I hadn’t thrown away all the pictures of Dean. I pulled the rigid board of the front cover free from the slip and found the photo I had hidden there.
It had been taken with a disposable camera and was a black and white image. Dean said pictures looked better like that.
Now, it was disappointing as the picture didn’t show how bright his hair had shined with the thousands of shades of glistened gold. It twinkled in the sunlight in the same manner the sea had twinkled its kaleidoscope of blues that hot May.
One thing I was surprised to discover was how similar Dean looked to Jace. I shouldn’t have been surprised, after all Dean was his dad. I just hadn’t thought of Dean in such a long time. The last time he had come to mind had been when I met
Dave, my fiancé, as the first thing that caught my attention was the heart capturing scent of Hugo.
Now Jace was wearing it thanks to Dave trying to bond with him “Wear this, the women love it.” I never told Dave why this woman loved it or that I didn’t really want my son smelling like his dad.
Still, I was pleased they were getting along, especially after how reluctant Jace had been about the move. Finally, Jace had some sort of a father figure in his life.
Not that Dave was anything like Dean – other than the cologne. Dave was reliable and stable, he wasn’t about to run off and join the army at the first sign of responsibility.
Drift 2.4: Past Starts • Opuss № I