Joey had taken him to the park ‘for the breath of fresh air’ his mother had suggested. Joey had hoped that his dad would remember what is was he’d wanted to tell him on his last visit, but to Joey’s dismay his father seemed even more distant, more lost, than he’d been the previous weekend. He’d barely said ten words the whole time they’d been out even though Joey had pried him with several leading questions. His dad just didn’t seem to be inside himself anymore. He was distracted from his gloomy thoughts by the sound of a ball bouncing nearby and the excited yap of a small dog as it raced after it. Better get home, I suppose. He stood, then paused, transfixed for the moment by the sight of a tall man with long golden hair walking towards him. “Jared! But how…?” “Hello, Joey.” Jared pulled him into a tight embrace. “I decided to accept your offer after all.” “But how did you know where I was?” “I stopped by your home and introduced myself to your mother.
