Chapter 69
I walk out of the bedroom with Lilly, throwing her paper plate in the garbage as we pass it on our way to the door. Jamison has finished his lunch, cleaned up his plate and is calmly playing a game on his smartphone.
“I’ll see you at dinner.” Lilly whispers as she kisses my lips.
“I love you.”
She smiles as she leaves out the door. I watch her walk down the hall until she disappears around the corner into the central area of the pack house. I close the door and turn back to my desk.
“Are you still willing to talk?”
“Yes sir. What would you like to know?”
“Let’s finish the story of when Cole took care of you and your siblings. Last thing you mentioned was him wanting to keep your siblings routine in your parents absence but had a difficult time psychologically with bathing a five, three, and one year old pups. You said your parents had a hard time with getting past the pedophile rumors that were going around about him.”
“Yes sir. Dad was less concerned than mom. He had more of an open mind towards him when he realized how rough he had it. While he was fighting with Alpha Redmen to allow Cole to have a real carpentry apprenticeship, which included living with us, he was also fighting with mom over the same thing. I remember there being a lot of late nights where they argued over it. How dad repeatedly reassured her that he would never have that kind of access to the younger kids. He pointed out consistently how he felt Cole was being abused and wanted to give him a break from such treatment. Mom still wasn’t completely on board when Alpha Redmen caved and allowed Cole to move in with the condition that he report for “special training” on the fifteenth of every month.”
“But she obviously let him move in.”
“Yes sir. She wasn’t very happy and acted very distant and cold towards him. It affected him in a really bad way. He was always uncomfortably silent when he was around everyone. It was as if he was afraid to make a mistake. You never heard him when he was in the house and it took him six months before he really came out of his room.”
“So for six months you never saw him?”
“Once he started living with us dad never had another issue with him showing up late. He learned the skills of a carpenter quickly and easily. I would often hear dad talk to mom about how impressed he was with Cole and his ability to pick up new skills so easily. He often commented on how it seemed like Cole was two different people. As he gained confidence in the skills dad was teaching him he became more personable. The more he learned the more he wanted to know. Even started talking to him while on the job but he always shut down when he came home. For the first six months, he would come in, take a shower, sit at the table and eat dinner with us. While dad talked about his day Cole stayed silent. He never took a lot of food and barely ate what he took. Rarely did he ever look at anyone while at the table. If you asked him a question he would answer but his answers were either straightforward and to the point or vague, as if he really didn’t want to talk about the subject.
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