I turn to see him and Val pull up. I had forgotten all about them. This is what they have been teaching our son. I couldn’t be more grateful to them in this moment.
“That’s my nephew. They wanted it. He gave them all the smoke.
“Come on, sis. Breathe. Let’s go get our boy,” Val says.
I nod my head and rev my bike before I pull off with Uri and Val following behind me. Wow, Sammy, just wow.
CHAPTER 30
So It Begins
Uri
“Bloody hell,”I breathe after taking in a sharp inhale.
“Make it stop,” Val murmurs into my chest.
My phone has awakened us as it buzzes on the nightstand with a text. As my head begins to clear, last night comes back to me. With a groan, I reach for the device to ensure I’m not needed in reference to that situation.
Sammy:I am on my way.
A smile comes to my lips. I guess LaSalle has finally gotten through to him about texting beforehand. To be honest, I’ve gotten used to finding him in my office.
It’s amusing to find him dressed in a suit as he waits for my arrival. While I see a ton of LaSalle in his son, I have noticed that Sammy has picked up on a few of my mannerisms.
Sim has pointed out that she believes he mimics all of us in some way. Taking a deep breath, I then slip from beneath my wife. Slowly, I get up and throw my legs over the side of the bed.
“I thought we were sleeping in,” Val grumbles.
“We were. You still can. Sammy is on his way.”
“Shouldn’t he be passed out from an adrenaline high or something?”
I chuckle. “I don’t think it works like that for him?”
“If that were our boys, they probably would have crashed for a week. He needs to have a talk with our kids. Nori had way too much energy all day the other day, then he passed out in the movie room.
“I found him the next morning, still in the same spot. It took me half an hour to wake him up. I believe Inzo at least made it to his bed, but he rolled into the kitchen the same time Nori did.”
“At least they weren’t fighting. I can deal with all their other antics, but the fighting is driving me insane.”
Val pops her head up to look at the time. “Ugh, I’m going back to sleep. That was more excitement than I was expecting. I’m so proud of him, but taking him to celebrate … ugh, all that food, I’m exhausted thinking about it.”
“Sleep, love. I’ll handle the kids.”
I stand and head into the bathroom with a smile on my face. My young mate did well. I knew he had it in him, but last night was a sight to see.
I’ll admit, as a father, it was hard to watch, but as Sammy’s mentor, I couldn’t have been prouder. What I was most taken aback by was seeing how things look and feel in his head. So much was going on while we rode to get to him. I understood that watching the attack on Sammy through the helmets was a simulation of his visions.
Trying to focus on that and the road ahead last night was near impossible, yet Sammy does it every day. I wish I knew how to make it easier for him. However, I think that was my young mate’s point.
We worry too much about wanting to change the world for him. A world he’s already adapting to in his own way. He proved to us all that he has this under control.
I, for one, heard him loud and clear. I believe LaSalle has as well. Tasha, on the other hand, looked like she didn’t know if she wanted to praise him or coddle him and keep him locked away for the rest of his life. I believe she will come to accept what we have.
Once showered and dressed, I head to my office and find Sammy there waiting for me. As always, he’s in a suit and tie. I grin and shake my head. It dawns on me that lately he has been matching the suit and tie I will wear for the day.
Does he see that too?
