Wyatt and I crept into the house quietly since it was about 3.30
in the morning. I walked into Dad's office that no one ever went
into when he wasn't home. I looked around slowly. No one ever had
the heart to come in here anymore till Dad got home. It felt
wrong. I looked around at all the pictures Dad hung up since we
lived here. It was amazing at how many pictures of Wyatt and Me
were in here. Every year Mom would take a picture and he would
keep it. Now 18 years was a lot, and with all the other events
that hung on the walls and in photo frames on his desk and on the
book shelf. It was overwhelming sometimes. But I wouldn't change
it. It shows that Dad really loved us, all of us. I put the
trophy down on the desk next to his computer and turned the
lights off, feeling like I needed out. I needed to try to forget
that Dad was over 4,000 miles away from here. I needed to forget
that he may not come home. I just needed to worry about myself
right now. I shouldn't be worrying about this. I needed sleep. I
rubbed my eyes before making my way out of the office. I shut the
door tight, so Max wouldn't get in and be his puppy self and made
my way to my bed room. I looked into the boys' room to see them
happily asleep, not worrying about anything. The biggest worry
Bentley has is what crayon he will use tomorrow at Day Care, or
what sleeping mat with he sleep on. How I missed being his age.
Not a care. Not a worry. Doesn't have to worry about how he could
be in love with his best friend, or how his best friend has the
bitchyest, dumbest, annoying girl in the school as a girlfriend.
Or how tomorrow he is going to have to sit through listening
about how 'great' their date was. Or how his best friend got
'lucky' last night when he had plans to play pool with us. Nope.
Bentley didn't have to worry about that. All he worried about was
if he was going to catch the cooties from the girls if he touched
them. Boy what I would give to be his age again. I smiled as I
saw Max cuddled up my Dillon's feet but lifting his head to look
at me. I sighed even though I wish I could do something else than
have to go to school tomorrow, well today, I know I had to go to
bed so I could be okay to go get Harley in about 2 hours. I
closed the door and made my way to my room. I striped and slipped
into some pajamas before laying down on my bed ready to go to
sleep. I closed my eyes slipping into the memories from when I
was younger and everything was simple………..
I woke up two hours later to Nickelback blasting from my alarm
clock speakers. I turned over shutting it off getting up rubbing
my eyes. 5.30. I quickly got into a pair of running things
grabbing a change of close and my gym bag so I could shower at
school. I put it over my shoulder as I walked out of my bedroom
into and into the kitchen. "I made you some coffee to take with
you so you won't fall asleep while you are driving to get him
since you got about my guess 2 or less hours of sleep last
night." Mom smiled at me handing me a big coffee mug.
"Thanks Mom." I said weakly rubbing my still tried eyes. I pulled
on my thicker hoodie since it was cold out.
"Maybe you should put on something thicker than that Bailey it is
pretty cold outside today and I don't want you to get sick." She
said handing me a nice warm bagel with cream cheese.
"No I will be fine I have on my under armor on so I will be nice
and warm while I run with Harley later." I nodded taking a bite.
"Okay sweetheart. I put a hold bunch of blankets in the back of
your truck for Harley while you're at school so I'm sure he will
be fine till you get out to bring him home." She nodded. I looked
"Thanks Mom you're the best. I love you but I should get going so
I'm not late." I smiled kissing her cheek before I ran out to my
car throwing my bag onto the passenger seat before I started to
make my way to the air plane lanes on the far side of base. I got
there just as the Marine Corp C-17 made its way onto the air way.
I pulled my truck to a stop and watched as the doors dropped and
Marines started to unload the aircraft. I got out of my truck and
waited to see Harley, my beloved puppy. Next thing I know I see
him. Harley was bog, I must say. He was up to my waist and scared
many people. He was a Rottweiler. I wouldn't blame them. Harley
was trained to kill. He worked side by side with my Dad on the
last three deployments. But after his little accident he couldn't
go on the last one but he was all better now. The marine who had
Harley's leash looked around till he saw me. He smiled at me.
Harley saw me and started to bark. He was jumping trying to get
free to run over to me. I smiled getting down. "Come here boy,
come here." I smiled as his tongue fell to the left side of his
mouth as he barked at me. The marine let him go as he ran as fast
as he could to get to me. I put my arms around him as he licked
my face jumping on me wanting to be pet. I rubbed him down as I
took off his marine jacket that he wore when we was working.
"Aw Harley I missed you so much." I cried hugging him as he
wagged his stump of a tail at me. I hugged him close to me as he
calmed down as licked me. I put on his family collar, putting his
work harness into my pocket. I clipped on his lease standing up
as he jumped around. "Ready to go for a run Harley?" He barked
at me making a dash for my car turning back to see if I was
coming before coming back to my side as I walked to the car
letting him in. I got in making my way to school where I was
leaving my truck as I had a long overdue run with my favorite