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 at her.
“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 running partner………
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