Elsabeth Farr

Discussing my apprehensions concerning my career with Dallas, he convinced me to find something else. With his encouragement, I called the department and explained that I would no longer be coming in to work. Surprisingly, they took it extremely well and there was no complaint; no one even seems to hold a grudge against me. Both my boss and partner took it in stride and I had a lovely chat with them over the phone later that day.

With my attentions focused more on my own life and what I wanted to achieve, it occurred to me that I wanted to move away. This place never really sat well with me--it was the place to which I fled after I caught Travis in the arms of his commanding officer. It was an escape, but one that offers the memory of its existence every so often. It's also where I saw Dallas jogging one morning and decided to approach him. Memories both good and ill seem to hang a pall over my enjoyment of this particular house.

With that in mind, I asked Dallas if he would mind us moving across from the school. He agreed.

As we stepped across the threshold, I held him in my arms and thanked him for his understanding. In many ways, it just seems he's along for the ride in the story of my life--a thought that disturbs me if I think on it too long.

It didn't take long for me to present my other request to him, which he saw forthcoming after my particular request. After a short discussion, I picked up the phone and rang up the adoption agency. Giving the particulars of what we were seeking, I'm happy to say we are now the proud fathers of one Elsabeth Farr.

Happy Fathers' Day to us!