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A day in Palo Alto.

Mar 23, 2005 12:43

Okay, classes had their moments, but when professors spent an hour diatribing about the legend of Vlad the Impaler with such empassioned belief, you really had to wonder if all of his chips were in the bag ( Read more... )

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notsomuchsoul March 26 2005, 14:57:04 UTC

In the car on the way to the college I had already talked the idiot out of sueing my son, of course without mentioning he was my son. Which would have been wrong. But I had wanted to. Admit it. Glancing over at Cordy I smiled and reached for her hand.

"Help me not let him know who I am."

Pulling into a space in front of his dorm I got out in the fading light, dusk was just coming on.

"Ready to go explain to an innocent that he is stronger than the average child. With no reason behind it?"

parting_gifts March 26 2005, 23:49:16 UTC

I gave his hand a gentle squeeze. Twenty minutes ago, we were on our way back to the penthouse. To do who knows what. But now, now we were on our way to see his son, my whatever he was to me. And he had no clue.

I nodded and got out of the car.

"Just don't be all monosyllabic and I'll try not to talk too much. We'll just find a happy medium and tell him that hey! You're like freakin superman because your mom and dad are people that shouldn't have been able to have a baby?" I asked, grinning.

Still holding his hand, we walked up the path to the dorm.

"Just try not to scare him."

notsomuchsoul March 27 2005, 01:29:19 UTC

"The thing is Cordy we're not going to tell him who or what he is. He deserves this normal life. Just going to tell him that the case was dropped. That's it."

We walked up to his dorm romm and knocked.

I can do this. Let him have the peace that this life is giving him. Not take away anything from him. Not look at him and grab him into a hug and tell him how proud of him I am.

I do however plan on getting drunk tonight.

parting_gifts March 27 2005, 02:23:52 UTC

Standing there waiting for Connor to answer the door was the hardest and longest 5 or 6 minutes of my life. All I could hear was Angel saying he deserves this normal life. That's all. He deserves it.

"Don't reach out and mess up his hair, don't give him a hug, and whatever you do, don't smile too much. You might scare him. Oh. And don't let go of my hand."

I squeezed his hand again. I didn't want to let go because I was afraid that if I did, I'd run. Far away from this hallway. Maybe it was just me, but this was unusually hard. Hello, slept with the man standing next to me's son and now he had no clue who I was. Tell me that's not awkward.

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