"I think... I think I was so in love with the idea of saving myself that I didn't realize I was letting myself drown. " "And now?" "And now you're my lifeboat." It was only meant to be a favour. Only meant to be for a few weeks. Yet when Stryker Odello finds himself a Daddy for a scarred little boy, he finds the darkness that swamped his life cracking and splits of light shining through. High functioning alcoholic at best, meeting the needs of the little proved more challenging than he first anticipated. Broken and distrustful, getting through to Jamie Sinclair was a hard feat. Both damaged from the past, hurt and cautious, could they learn to let go and figure out how to love again? Or was life's only joy to direct a tragedy?
The Little Boy and the Old Man Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon." Said the old man, "I do that too." The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants." I do that too," laughed the little old man. Said the little boy, "I often cry." The old man nodded, "So do I." But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems Grown-ups don't pay attention to me." And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand. I know what you mean," said the little old man. Shel Silverstein