In this post: Dorian Kauker, Allyn Kauker, Kenneth Tyson, Teresa Flore-Tyson, Jose Flores-Tyson, Cephus Kauker
The ringing of the phone startled Dorian, he sat down his morning paper and went to answer it wondering who was calling at such an early hour. They normally never received calls in the morning. In fact, the morning was one of the quietest times in the house, the only time of the day where he could sit back and relax with the sound of children laughter, angry, or tears. Will there was when the boys were asleep but by than he was too tired to read the paper. By than all he wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep.
He had been worried that the call was from the station and they needed him to come in early, he enjoyed his morning breakfast with his family. It was almost like he had always dreamed. Early mornings with the wife and kids, expect two of the kids weren’t his and were holding out hope that their father would return soon.
He answered the phone with a “Good morning”. Dorian hadn’t expected the voice on the other end. Kenneth only called at night, after dinner right before bedtime. He listened and answered at all the right moments, before ending the call with a “Have a nice day”.
“Who was that, dear?’ Allyn asked him as he walked into the kitchen.
“Kenneth.” He paused preparing himself of the questions he knew she was going to ask. When she remained silent he continued. “He wanted to know if he could come over. When the kids get out of school. I invited him to dinner.”
“Tonight?” She never turned around, just kept stirring the omelet batter
“Who to diner, Uncle Dorian?” Teresa’s had a habit of startling him, she was much quieter than the boys. Jose and Cephus made it a point to announce their arrival by bouncing down the stairs.
“Kenneth, your Father.”
Dorian couldn’t remember the last time he seen her smile so wide, or her eyes light up so bright. His heart broke more, the Flores-Tyson children had been through a lot in the past couple of years. It had been a long time since Jose or Teresa had seen their father in person.
Teresa talked more at the breakfast table that morning than Dorian or Allyn could remember her talking in all of last month combined. She was the silent one, keeping everything in, never letting anything out. This morning she was a chatter box, no she was a nagging. Teresa lectured Jose on being on his best behavior, when their father arrived. She warned that his and Cephus loud ways might scare Kenneth away and he would never want to come back.
Allyn tried to keep her tone light when she said. “Teresa, dear. I’m sure your father will welcome the noise. It’s rather quite were he is now.”
She snapped her mouth shut, realizing she had almost gone too far. The last thing she wanted to do was remind them that their father was in a rehabilitation center, recovering from the accident. At least that was what they lead them to believe. Thinking it was much easier than letting them knew that he was really in an Impatient Counseling Center, his grief forcing the doctor to put him on heavy medication and strict counseling sessions.
Teresa could barely contain her excitement on the bus ride home. The bus driver threats to write a detention slip did not stop her from jumping out of her seat and running to the door of the bus before it made a complete stop. Hoping that her daddy was there waiting for them.
He wasn’t but Allyn and Dorian were there waiting as was custom, with arms open to welcome them home from school.
Jose and Teresa sat on the couch in the living room, running to the window and taking a peek outside every time they thought they heard tires traveling down the street.
“Maybe, my dad heard wrong and he is coming tomorrow.” Offered Cephus when an hour had passed and no taxi had arrived.
Cephus wanted Kenneth to show up, for his friends sake, but the wait was killing him. He rather play hide and seek instead of wait and was about to suggest a game when the sound of a car slowing down reached them.
Teresa was the first one out of the door, yelling “Daddy, daddy, daddy,” at the top of her lungs before finally launching herself into Kenneth’s arms. She held on tightly, only letting go when he pulled away to have a good look at her.
Jose arrived at a slower pace, remembering his sister’s warnings during breakfast and wanting his father to be happy to see him.
Dorian watched the reunion from the top of the front steps only interrupting because Jose didn’t have on a coat. “You’re just in time, Kenneth. Dinner is ready.”
Kenneth, Teresa, and Jose took their time following Dorian into the house. Arriving to the dinning room as Allyn sat down the last bowl of chicken soup. Once settled, Dorian noticed how Jose and Teresa choose to seat next to Allyn instead of their father. Needing her warm presence to soother their excited nervous energy.
The children kept up a constant flow of chatter about friends and school. Filling Kenneth in on everything that he missed since the last time they talked on the phone. When the meal was over Allyn and Dorian ushered Cephus upstairs to give them private time.
There was so much Kenneth wanted to say to them but words escaped him. He settled for just cheering them on as they battled each other on a racing game.
When Allyn came down the stairs and tapped her watch indicating bedtime a wave of regret washed over him. All the things he had planned and rehearsed on the ride over were left unsaid. They would have to wait until the next time he could get a pass to leave the center. At least he got to enjoy hearing them talk and he could see for himself that they were doing as well as Dorian and Allyn had said.
They said their goodbyes. Jose making him promise to come home soon, before giving him a kiss goodbye.
- I updated the Flores-Tyson family page with a current Family Photo. Maria is not in the picture because she died before the end of the round, which is when I took all the pictures. But I couldn’t resist getting a picture of the whole family together before I offed her. *Excuse the bad Photoshopping.*
- I debated about which photo to use as the official on. It was between the one above or this one.
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