“Kyle, I’m
home. Where are you?”
“I’m in
the kitchen.”
Jay walked into the kitchen and saw
Kyle, face all aglow and tear-stained. “What’s wrong, Honey?”
Kyle jumped up from the table and
rushed into Jay’s arms, trembling with excitement. “Nothing’s wrong.
Everything’s right.”
“Calm down
and tell me what’s going on.”
“I got a call from the Adoption
Agency at school today. We’ve been approved! Thanks to the intervention from
Councilman Jones and Senator Michaels, we’re going to be the proud parents of a
five-year-old boy named Adam.”
A wide range of emotions flowed
across Jay’s face, from surprise to incredulity to acceptance to a joy second
only to that felt when he and Kyle got married fifteen months ago. He picked
Kyle up off the floor and swung him around, knocking over a plant stand. He set
him down and they kissed passionately. They both laughed as they picked up the
plant stand. Good thing the plant was artificial!
“Oh, my God, when will he arrive?
We’ve so much to do. We have to convert the guest room into a bedroom for him
and we have to get a bed, dresser, clothes and toys. Oh, God! I can’t believe
it.” Jay stepped back, looking Kyle in the eyes. “God I love you so much. I
can’t believe this is happening. It’s like everything I’ve ever wanted in life
is happening all at once.” His voice started to tremble. “You know, I’m the
luckiest man in the world. I have a beautiful, wonderful husband whom I love
beyond any means of measuring, and now I’m going to be a father. I just can’t
get my head around it all.”
“Sit down, Jay. While I finish
getting dinner ready, take a look at these sketches for the bedroom. It will
take about two months for the paperwork and the adoption hearing. Mrs. Peterson
at the Adoption Agency said that she spoke with the judge and he’ll sign off on
the forms to make it legal. Once he found out you were an FBI Agent and I was a
teacher he looked up your record and your psych profile, then he called and
talked with my boss. That was all it took to convince him. Bryan’s cousin said
we could have her son’s bed and dresser since she recently bought all new
furniture for him. I thought maybe this weekend we could go shopping for
clothes, toys and whatever else we’ll need. According to Mrs. Peterson, he has
only a handful of clothes and no toys to speak of. We should get a few basic
necessities then take him clothes shopping once he’s here. We can also have Kim
or Bryan make us up a list of toys that they got the twins when they were five,
just as a starting point. Man, I never thought I’d be a father.”
“Sounds like you’re already planning
on spoiling him rotten.” Jay teased him.
Kyle looked at Jay, misty-eyed. “He’s
had such a hard life. There’s something I haven’t told you yet. I didn’t want
it to spoil the moment.” He confessed sadly, looking down, averting his eyes.
Jay reached over, placed his hand
under Kyle’s chin and lifted it gently. “What is it baby? What haven’t you told
me that has gotten you so upset?”
“I don’t understand how any parent
can do that to their child.”
“Do what?”
“Throw him away, and I mean
literally. He was found abandoned in a dumpster. They were not able to find out
who his parents were. His date of birth is listed as the day he was found.”
Jay shuddered at the vision that popped
into his mind. He jumped up and started pacing around the room angrily. “And
people have the audacity to say that we’re not fit to be parents because we’re
gay!” He exploded.
Kyle grabbed him and wrapped his arms
around him. “It’s okay, baby. Those bigots lost their fight to block us from
adopting him. Adam is ours. Once the judge signs off on the adoption papers,
he’s ours and they can’t do a damned thing about it. Oh, and by the way, the
final adoption hearing will be held privately in the judges’ chambers with only
you, me, our lawyer and Mrs. Peterson there.”
Jay sat down and willed himself to be
calm. “So we make sure he has the best of everything and wants for nothing. We
make up for what he lost.”
“Now who’s planning on spoiling him
rotten?”
Jay grinned sheepishly and Kyle
returned to the kitchen. As he finished preparing dinner, Jay looked over the
sketches and selected the one he liked. “I really like this one.”
“Good because I’ve already started
painting the room. I moved everything out and put it in the basement. Kim and
Bryan are going to bring over the furniture next week. You know, we really
should look into finishing off the basement and creating a rec room, exercise
room and playroom down there.”
“It sounds good to me. We could call
Gary and ask him about drawing up some design plans and get an estimate on how
much it would cost.”
“He’ll be here around ten tomorrow
morning.”
“Why do we even discuss things when
you already know what I’m going to say?”
“Because I love the sound of your
voice” Kyle replied as he served dinner and they discussed everything the
needed to do to prepare for Adam’s arrival, including registering him for
kindergarten.
Two months
later…
"Do you have enough clothes and
toys? What about snacks?”
"Relax Kyle. Everything’s ready.
Let’s go pick up our son.”
As Jay and Kyle arrived home with
Adam an hour later, they noticed the front door was ajar. “Kyle did you lock
the door behind you?”
“Yes, I’m sure I did.”
"Here, take Adam while I check
this out” Jay’s FBI instincts kicked into high gear as he cautiously opened the
door.
“SURPRISE!”
Jay’s jaw just about hit the floor as
he took in the scene. All of their family and friends, Doctor Foster and
several of their co-workers arrived shortly after the boys went to pick up
their son to prepare a welcome home surprise party.
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