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Subject: A Neglected Boy Chapter 47 Please support Nifty to keep these stories fty/donate.html This is my first story at Nifty. Thanks Nifty staff for all your help. Please remember this is fiction and all the characters names are simply fabricated. **Note** All locations are accurate including mileage, Ian comes for the summer. Visit Jake and the Boys at~ ota . . . Chapter 47 . . . and what did I see? Ian was sound asleep with the covers drawn up around him his slender body alone in the bed. I looked in on Garret and there he was sleeping soundly curled up arms around a pillow. I returned to my bedroom and stood at the door just looking at the amazing beauty of my two boys. Their once thin, hollow and broken bodies now full of life and spirit. They are the light of my life, their beauty and happiness creates the sunshine in my soul today. My life would be so empty without them. I quietly slid under the covers. Immediately Kori wrapped his arm around me and I felt a sweet kiss on the back of my neck. He gently began rubbing my chest and in about a minute he was a deep sleep. Only two hours later the morning sun was peeking through the windows and formed a radiant golden ball. Outside I could hear the birds calling from our tree, and in the distance there was an owl hooting. I tried not to wake the boys but just as my feet hit the floor I heard Liam . . . “Where are you going it was all comfy, come back.” I told Liam to hug up to Kori I was going to make coffee. I went to the kitchen and started the coffee. It was just eight o’clock and went to see if Ian was up. His door was open and I heard the shower running, it’s for both the boy’s room and the guest room. I heard Garret say . . . “Ian can I join you?” I think Ian was just about to get in as both voices were very clear and then Ian replied . . . “If you like there is plenty of room; Garret do you work out your body is pretty fit?” With a smile I returned to the kitchen and enjoyed my first cup of coffee in peace. Soon Ian and Garret joined me and greeted me with a nice happy “Good morning”. I asked if French toast would be ok for breakfast or they could make whatever they like. Not a second later Kori walked in and said . . . “I heard that, French toast is my specialty, I’ll make it.” He was leaning up against me with his arm around my neck when he said it was his specialty. I think he was expecting me to back him up on that. I did! Garret started to show Ian where to find everything. They set the table as Liam walked into the kitchen apparently still sleeping as he bumped into everything and then looking at Ian and Garret said . . . “In the future when you’re in the kitchen try whispering I was sleeping bursa escort with Kori.” He was slightly aggravated in his tone. Sometimes Liam is sweet little Liam at other times he can be a tenacious Tasmanian Devil, like this morning. Liam took a look at Kori and was being quite obnoxious as he said . . . “If we’re having French toast then I am the one who breaks the eggs, Kori dips the bread and Garret turns them on the griddle. I am not sure where this all came from but I have an Idea it was about the sleeping arrangement last night. Whatever or wherever it was coming from I knew how to change his mood quick. I scooped Liam up and started kissing him and hugging and tickling him. He started squealing and giggling like a little piglet. I put him down and told him to be good or I may have to give him a good thrashing. That was all he needed and flew in my lap and begged for me to do it. I squeezed and tickled while all we heard from Liam was . . . . “More do it more or I won’t be good.” Liam was in a very good mood and he is just so much fun. With that everyone joined in. Ian grabbed Liam and held him over his head and pretended to drop him in the sink. The start of the day was amazing and the laughter reached to the heavens. We were all happy and the boys made French toast and we enjoyed breakfast together. Everyone should be so lucky to start their day like this. After breakfast we had to do chores and then Kori and I had something we needed to do. We all went to the barn and turned the horses out; Eric and Dusty to the lower pasture and Finley to the upper pasture. It didn’t take long and we had the stalls mucked, fresh bedding, and had dropped clean hay and filled the water buckets. I asked Garret to show Ian where all the tack was and to please exercise Eric and Dusty. I asked Ian . . . “Ian when Kori and I get back could you please spend some time with him and continue riding Eric and Dusty but open the gate and use both pastures.” I briefly explained what I was going to help Kori with. I looked at Kori and said time for us to go for a ride. Kori jumped in the truck and slid to the middle. When I got in he hugged me. We drove out and turned right toward Crow Hill Rd. and Kori asked why. I explained that I knew a meadow that was covered in wildflowers. We stopped just before Crow Hill Trail and only walked about 100 yards and there was the most magnificent filed of beautiful wildflowers. There were bright yellow, red, orange, purple, and white flowers. I imagine there were millions and the morning sun had the colors popping brightly. I had 2 large canvas bags and in 15 minutes we had them filled to the top. With the bags loaded we returned to our drive but bursa escort bayan made a right turn up Rave Woods Rd. I pulled the truck in the drive and stopped. Kori was tightly against me and we sat for a few minutes allowing Kori time to calm and gather his thoughts. We stepped from the truck and Kori held my hand. We went no further. As I looked at Kori I could see a tear as it ran down his cheek. I could feel the slight trembling of his hand in mine. There was need to hurry this was something Kori had to decide the time for. He released my hand and went to the back of the truck and brought the flowers. As we walked to the steppes of the old trailer home he dropped flowers along the way. We were at the steppes and he looked at where his friends and teachers stood as the minister spoke. Kori began to toss the flowers all over the area. He never spoke a word. His face revealed his pain. Kori had tossed almost all the flowers and returned to the steppes and as he walked up the steppes and to the door he laid flowers as if they were his mother’s footsteps. I sat on the top step and Kori sat beside me. I put my arm around him as he cried softly. I believe he had not mourned until now. He had kept it all inside torturing and tormenting himself little by little. It is now that the deep sorrow, the sadness and regret is surfacing; if I could only take his pain. I took his hand and we walked to where the ashes were buried. We kneeled with the beautiful wildflowers scattered about and I said . . . “Kori now is the time for you to visit with your mom. Tell her how much you love her and want her to know that you will always remember her.” What I didn’t know was that Kori had brought with him the photo of his mother and the lock of hair she had left him in that little cardboard box. I thought perhaps he would like to be alone I started to get up but Kori grabbed me and said . . . “don’t go my mother needs to see you with me she knew you loved me and it is what she wanted.” I grabbed Kori and with his head on my chest he cried and told his mother over and over he loved her. In this moment of tenderness and love my tears fell one by one to join with his as they fell to the wildflowers. Kori finally said that is mother is not gone but is in his heart forever. We walked back to the steppes and Kori was ready to go in. The door had not been opened since the day of the service. We opened the door and it smelled musty. We opened all the windows and the back door and turned on all the fans. Kori looked around and in Myrna’s bedroom he found her favorite sweater and he took it. He found a few other things he wanted and his ship the Charles W. Morgan. He had stopped crying and looked escort bursa better. We decided it was better to leave the windows open. With the few things in the truck Kori locked the front door and said the rest could go to whatever the church wanted. We got in the truck and with Kori beside me we started for home. As we drove toward home Kori asked . . . “Jake can we just go for a little ride, just a few minutes?” He needed a few minutes before we went back to Liam, Garret and Ian. I drove down some of our beautiful back roads where the trees form a canopy as you drive beneath them. Kori seemed to relax and said he was ready to go home. When we arrived he took his things to his room and then asked if he could go for the ride with Ian. We opened the gate and they were off to ride the upper and lower pasture. Liam and Garret and I went to the kitchen to start getting ready for lunch. Liam went to the bathroom and that gave Garret a chance to say . . . “Jake this morning Ian and I showered together but it was just a shower nothing else happened.” I just said . . . “Garret you already told me you really like Ian. I am not about to say . . .Oh you can’t do this or you can’t do that because that would end with you sneaking about doing it and then ending up feeling guilty. It has to be you that decides, just a shower or a little more.” Garret just hugged me and let things go at that. We made fresh fruit salad and lemon ice tea for lunch. When we could see Ian and Kori returning we started to bring thins to the table. As we all sat for lunch I asked the boys what they would like to do for the afternoon and I guess fishing won. Liam was excited as he loves to fish and always complains we never go. With everything cleaned the boys packed the fishing gear and we were off to D.A.R. Forest. On the way the boys started talking about camping there and I think it will be a great idea. Ian will set the schedule for tutoring lessons and we will even work it into the camping trip. We arrived at D.A.R. and the boys knew just where they wanted to go. This is going to be an amazing summer full of fun, mystery, life and living. Imagine you are in my shoes with Kori, Liam (the tough one) Garret, who is finding himself, and Ian who is a walking sex symbol. I can imagine him in ancient Greece. How many men in their thirties would be after him? Don’t think with Ian around there would be any need for Viagra. The fishing went great Liam caught 3, Kori and Garret caught 2, and Ian and I caught 1 each. Now this creates a real problem, you see Liam caught 3 and we all need to remember Liam’s personality. I was right on the way home Liam never shut up for a second. It was . . . “I told you guys I knew how to fish. Actually I am a great fisherman, better than Kori and Garret, I caught 3. We could go back tomorrow and I could do it again, probably could catch 4 or 5 if we got an early start.”

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