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Tuesday, May 9, 2017
TLR CHAPTER 118
Back on the road again, Jax sighed when Link turned
the pickup down the long driveway to his home. He loved where Link lived. Close
to town but in the country. His log home was only found after winding a mile
from the main road up through the trees and Manzanita. The view from the house
was beautiful. He’d spend too many evenings to count watching the lights of the
two adjoining towns sparkled below while his dad and Link talked in the house.
On a clear day, the marsh could be seen with it's fingers reaching from the bay
in the distance. He and his Dad had explored the marsh many times over the
years Jax had lived with him.
It wasn't a large house, just big enough for Link
and now Wes. The first floor held the kitchen with eating area, living room,
and guest bedroom as well as a full bathroom. A large stone fireplace formed a
rustic wall between the kitchen and living room. The master bedroom and
bathroom were upstairs along with Link's office. French doors led to the
balcony above the front door. A smaller stone fireplace divided the bedroom
from that bathroom, heating both rooms. The covered porch wrapped the whole
first floor. He wondered if Link still used the old barn as a critter holding
area. The old loft with double doors that had once allowed hay to be stored in
the barn. Jax remembered the fun times he had playing in the loft.
James looked at the home appreciatively. "This
is really nice, reminds me a bit of the outer reaches of the resort, peaceful
and not invaded by a lot of noise."
"It's like our own little world up here,
James," Wes said. "It's hard to believe that I get to share it
The doctor knew exactly what Wes meant. While their
own house was on the property at the resort, it was quiet and still for the
most part, and a peaceful place when there wasn't some emergency going on. He
was grateful to the two men for allowing them to stay with them.
Once inside Heath walked Jaxon over to look out of
the windows, admiring the beauty that surrounded them. It was rather like the
outlying cabins in a way, but up on the hill the view, even during the day, was
spectacular. He drew James over and put his arm around his lover's waist as
they gazed outside.
James relaxed with Heath's arm around him gazing
out at the beauty of the land.
"So, Link," Heath asked, "is there
anything we can do to help out around here during our stay?"
"Let's get Jax settled in the bedroom.
Then you two can rest or not, it's for you to decide," the big ranger
answered. "Wes and I are at your disposal. We want this to be
a very restful vacation."
James walked Jax into the guest room then helped
him remove his shoes so he could cuddle up on king size the bed. Within a
few minutes, he was sound asleep. Heath gently placed a blanket over their partner.
Then with a gesture, he motioned his lover back into the living room.
James headed out to the truck to retrieve their
Heath put out a hand, stopping James from going any
further. "No, you stay put. Sit and relax. Wes and I've got them."
James was a bit startled at Heath's stopping him.
"But it's not a problem," he protested.
"Vacation. For you. Sit. Relax," Heath
said with a look at his partner. "Now.”
James gave Heath a look, then swatted him. "I
don't appreciate being talked to that way Heathcliff, I'm not a brat," he
Heath was surprised at the swat but recovered
quickly. "Alright then, JW," he said with a grin, "just
don't overdo it, ok?"
The older man nodded. "Don't worry, I
Wes laughed. "I better show Jax all my
hiding holes with 3 tops in the house."
James grinned at Wes. "We'll sniff them
out...we Tops are good at that," he teased the young man.
“And what makes you think I don’t know those places
already, little boy? Link grinned.
After staying as quiet as possible while they put
the luggage in the room with their sleeping young man they made their way into
the kitchen and settled down at the table with the other men and fresh cups of
After spending two quite days on Link’s mountain,
the five friends spent the third day just driving around the delta. They visited the local Animal Control building
where Link and Nick, Jax’s dad had shared an office. James and Heath made sure their lover was
close at hand at all times so they could comfort him if needed.
In the early morning of the fourth day of their
vacation, Jax woke up surrounded by his men.
His inner clock was still on east coast time, but the younger man had
been unsettled since visiting the building where his dad had work and where he
had played as a boy. The memories of the
accident over shadowed the great memories he had made with his dad and Link,
Jax carefully climbed out from between his men,
mumbling “pee” when Heath tried to pull him back. Heading to the bathroom, he looked back to
see his younger lover settle back down.
After relieving his self, he left the bedroom then walked into the
He could hear someone moving around upstairs. ‘Probably Wes,’ he thought. Both men rose before the sun to do
chores. Link wasn’t in the kitchen so
Jax knew he was already out in the barn.
Their coffee maker’s green light called to him. So, with mug in hand, he quietly opened the
front door and slipped through the opening.
The California sun was just starting to lighten the
sky as Jax walked around to the back of the cabin. He balanced the mug on one of the porch rail
posts then leaned he hands on the porch rail. Looking up toward the ridge he let his mind
remember the night that changed his life forever.
There were times when the wind blew in gale force
gusts up on the ridge above Link’s cabin.
It was doing just that the afternoon a child was reported missing by one
on the families living closer to the ridge.
Nick met Link at the cabin and the two drove together along the winding
incline to meet up with the other searchers.
Having no idea which way the four-year-old had gone, the searchers split
up to cover more ground. The two rangers
shouldered their packs and headed out on foot just as the rain started. Moving slowly so they could work out any
tracks the little girl might have left before the rain washed them away.
Close to an hour later, Nick whistled to Link then
signaled by cupping his ear then pointing that he heard a whimper below him.
Straining to see through the wind whipped trees they could make out a yellow
patch just down the slope at the base of an outcropping of rock where a Blue
Oak grew. The tree offered the little
girl some protection from the elements but they would have to traverse the
slippery ground to reach her. Used to
working together, the two men decided Nick, being smaller, would rope off and
ease down the slope.
Link double checked Nick’s harness after he had
pulled it on then clipped the locking carabiner to the belay loop. Nick began his slow descent toward the
child. She was huddled under the rock
ledge. As the older ranger finally
reached the little girl the air rumbled followed closely by a brilliant flash.
Link stood helplessly as the lightning struck the Blue Oak. He saw his best friend cover the young child
with his body to protect her from falling rocks as the ledge crumbled.
Jax shook his head, he didn’t want to remember the
look in Link’s eyes when he had to tell him that his dad was gone…that he had
died saving the little girl. Jax wiped
at his eyes, glad that no one was around to see his tears.
A few minutes later, Wes came through the kitchen
door carrying a small pail of potato skins and vegetable scraps from their
dinner the night before. “Hey, bro,
wanta help me feed Nugget?” he asked.
“Sure,” Jax laughed and wiped his face again.
Wes grinned, glad that he could get his new
friend’s mind off his dad and the pain his sudden death had caused him. And Link too.
Both men were reliving the tragedy but were also helping each other by
remembering the great times too.
Link was just coming out of the barn as the young
men approached. “You’re up early, Jax,”
he said. “I figured you’d still be
cuddling with your guys.”
“Couldn’t sleep,” Jax explained. “I’m hoping the
fresh air will help.”
“I can understand that and you can always rest
later if you need too.”
“I was thinking about walking down to the pond,
Link,” Jax said. “Will you let my guys
know if they wake up before I get back?”
“Sure will,” the big ranger agreed as he dropped
his hand on Jax’s shoulder, “but only if you take Wes with you and be back by nine
The young man looked up at his friend about to
refuse but seeing Link’s eyebrow arch Jax blushed then agreed.
“Great,” Wes said. “Let me get a couple of bottles
of water and my day pack,” he added, jogging in to the barn.
“Why do we need his day pack?”
“It’s always better to be prepared, little boy,”
Link answered. “I know you haven’t
forgotten that rule.”
Jax blushed again.
“No, I haven’t, Link, but at the resort I never have to worry about it
cuz someone is always close by.”
“I’m happy you have so many friends to help you,
“Thanks,” Jax said.
“They are a great bunch of guys.
I hope you and Wes can come visit us sometime.”
“OK, all set,” Wes said slinging the pack over his
shoulder. He stretched up and kissed his
man before turning to his young friend.
“Come on, Jax, maybe Lucky will be playing in the water.”
Link went back into the barn, picking up the pail
Wes had left on the work bench as he headed for Nugget’s pen. The hen was squawking for her breakfast.
Lucky, Wes’s raccoon mascot, was turning rocks over
looking for food when the boys reached the pond. He stood up on his hind legs
and chattered at the disruption.
Apparently deciding that the boys were friendly, Lucky dropped back down
on all fours and resumed his search.
“He’s cute,” Jax whispered, not wanting to scare
“Yeah, he was a kit when I first saw him,” Wes
explained. “He’s about four now, I
guess. Raccoons were the reason Link and
I met so it’s been cool that he stays close.
Link brings minnows and crawdads up here from the slough so Lucky, his
mate and the kits will always have something to eat.”
Wes sat quietly on one of the log benches he and
Link had placed around the pond. He
could tell Jax had something on his mind.
The younger man kneeled down to the edge of the pond, picked up a flat
stone and skipped it across the surface away from Lucky. Finally, shaking his head, he stood and came
back to Wes.
“Would you take me up on the ridge to where my dad
“Um,” Wes hesitated, “wouldn’t it be better if Link
took you?” But he could see in the younger man’s eyes that he needed to do this
without Link’s protection. “OK, I’ll do
it but we have to hurry it we are going to be back by nine.”
It would have taken a couple of hours if they hiked
on the road, but would only take a quarter of the time to hike through to
woods. After thirty minutes of hard
climbing the two young men crested a small rock outcropping only to look across
a swallow gully to see the lightning struck Blue Oak. Below the Oak someone had built a rock wall
surrounding the tree.
Jax squatted down and leaned a shoulder against the
tree beside him. He didn’t move, just
stared across the gully.
Wes could see a tear splash on the leaves under his
friend, but he didn’t do anything more than shift his foot so Jax would know he
A few minutes later Jax stood, looked at Wes then
jumped across the gully and climbed up the other side, finally stopping at the
rock wall. Wes didn’t follow him knowing
the Jax needed to do this alone. Jax
stepped over the wall and sat down on it.
Images of his dad danced before him.
Good times. Fun times. He closed
his eyes feeling his dad’s presence. He
felt a soft tickle on his cheek and heard the breeze voice, “I love you Son.”
“I love you too, Dad,” he whispered. “I miss you so much.”
Wes could hear Jax’s soft voice but couldn’t make out the
words. He snapped a picture on his cell phone of Jax sitting on the wall
then walked back down the trail a bit to give his friend more privacy, but he
always kept him in sight.
A squirrel scampered along the top of the rock
wall, stopping just short of the man blocking it’s path. Jax opened his eyes when the squirrel
squeaked at him. He smiled down at the
critter then followed it with his eyes as it jumped down and scampered across
the ground stopping at the base of the tree. Looking closer, Jax saw light
flicker where the squirrel dug in the leaves.
Jax slowly walked to the tree and knelt down to pick up a small piece of
metal. Turning it over in his hand tear
flowed again. “Thanks, Dad.”
Wes, walked back up the trail when he saw Jax step
back over the wall. From the way the
younger man was holding his hand, Wes knew he had found something. Jax handed Wes one of the bottles of water
when he was close. “You OK, Bro?” he
Jax took his time opening the bottle, then slowly
savored the cool water. After wiping his
face again, he said, “Yeah…yeah I am. Look
what I found.”
Jax’s hand opened to reveal a small slender piece
of metal with the words, ‘A father and
son’s love is forever’.
“I gave this to Dad on his last birthday. It was part of a bracelet,” Jax
explained. “The leather is gone but this
was under the tree. It must have come off
his wrist that night.”
Wes’s eyes glistened as tears started to leak
out. He didn’t know what to say so he
just reached out and hugged his friend.
“Thanks for coming up here with me, Wes.”
“No problem, Jax,” the young carpenter assured the
other man. “That’s what friends do. And besides, if I didn’t come with you, I’m
sure I would have to answer to our three tops.”
“Yeah, I’m sure James and Heath aren’t going to be
too happy that I came up here without them.”
“Link probably won’t be too happy either,” Wes
“Well, let’s not tell them then,” Jax said. “At least, not right away.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.”
“I guess we should get back before we’re late,” Jax
“Yeah, but it will be faster going back than it was
climbing up here.”
Wes led the way back down the trail, kicking up
dust every time they stepped out into the sun.
It wasn’t long before they were back at the pond again. Lucky was still turning stones at the edge of
the water when they broke out of the trees.
Not liking to be surprised, he raised a ruckus again. Wes laughed then tossed Jax another bottle of
“Pull up a log,” Wes said. “Let’s rest a bit to get our breathing back
to normal before we head back to the cabin.
After a few minutes, the young men started a slow
walk back to the cabin and their guys.
James, sitting in the
living room looking out over the vista from the window and seeing how Jax was
not around at the moment said to Heath, who was also relaxing, "Heath, I
want to make a memorial for Nick for Jax's sake, what do you think?"
Heath thought for a
few moments and finally replied, "That sounds like a great idea. What did
you have in mind?"
thoughtful. "Something to commemorate Nick, perhaps planting a tree where
he fell...or perhaps a stone and plaque, something that will last
forever," James told his partner.
"I like the idea
of the stone and plaque. It would not only serve as a memorial for him, but
would also be a warning to other of the dangers hiking that ridge. But would we
need to get a special permit to bring a truck and winch up to the site? Well,"
he sighed, "we'll have to find out about that from Link and the park
department I suppose. I don't see why they'd object to it. It will be standing
there as a memorial to one of their own, after all."
James said, "I
don't see any reason for there to be any obstacles and as far as the how, Link,
I'm sure would have information and for sure I'm not going to worry about that,
whatever it takes it will get done."
Heath smiled wryly,
"I don't doubt that if you want it done it'll get done, and in record
time," he said admiringly. He
looked at his lover worriedly and asked, "Do you think this will be too
much on Jax though? You don't think it would be like losing his father
The resort owner shook
his head. "I don't think so. Ever since we landed at the airport it feels
like there wasn't quite the closure you'd think he should have had. I'm sensing
that he's been uneasy and that there's more here that needs to be done. I'm not
sure he's truly grieved the loss properly and this will give him an opportunity
to do that."
Heath nodded as he
thought about that. "Yes," he
agreed, "I think you're right. He was shuttled out of here rather quickly
after Nick passed. And I think he'd be proud to know that everyone who hikes up
that trail will know about his father's heroism and sacrifice."
"Yes, it seems that way to me too and I can't relax until I'm sure Jax is
all right and able to enjoy himself as well, not be stressed out."
Heath leaned over, put
his arms around his lover, pulling him close and kissing him deeply. When he pulled back he had an expression
which was a mixture of love and admiration. "Leave it to you to forget
that you're here for rest and relaxation and focus on our boy's happiness instead.
You're an amazing man, James Harrington. I love you."
The older man was a
bit surprised, but returned the kiss in kind and said softly, "And I love
you Heathcliff Forsyth and our boy very much." His smoky blue eyes
darkened with passion and emotion.
The kitchen door
opened then closed as Link came into the cabin carrying a basket of fresh eggs.
James stood up as the
other man walked in. "Can I help you Link?" he asked reaching for the
Link," Heath greeted cheerfully. "And that's double for me. If I can
lend a hand just holler."
the big ranger answered, "there's bacon in the fridge. And good morning to
both of you."
James smiled and got
the bacon out.
"While you are
here you'll have to get Wes to tell you the story of how Nugget, our hen came
to live with us."
Heath laughed as the
meaning of the name sank in.
The older man
chuckled. "It sounds like a real story.
and I were just talking..." Heath began hesitantly.
The resort owner
nodded as his partner started the conversation. "We couldn't help but
recognize Jax is having some grief issues still...we'd like to do something for
Nick and Jax."
"We were just
discussing ideas and needed your input," Heath added.
"I noticed he’s
having a rough time," Link agreed. "What did you have in mind?"
James said, "We
were thinking of planting a tree with a plaque or a stone engraved or something
like that. Something permanent and that would last forever," he said
Link leaned back
against the counter. "I think Nick
would like that."
"And Jax would
finally get the closure he needs so desperately," Heath said softly.
"He was pulled
away so fast he never really got to say goodbye."
"And he would be
able to grieve properly too. I'm not sure he'd done that." James said
Link sighed, "I
lost two friends that day."
Heath gently patted
the larger man on the shoulder. He wished he had the right words to console his
new friend, but to him, words of condolence had always sounded trite and
hollow. All he could do was be nearby if
the man needed to talk.
James said gently,
"I'm certain it was very hard on everyone involved from what I've seen
here so far."
"Yes, it was,'
Link shared. "And that step father
of his would never let me talk to Jax when I called. The first I heard was when Heath called
James’s smoky blue
eyes darkened significantly. "Too bad you didn't know just what a piece of
dirt that man was." He refrained from using the swear words that came to
the forefront from his military days.
"I tried to keep
him here but the law was on his mother's side," Link whispered.
"Well once he
showed up at the resort we took good care of him and before we left to come
here there was an incident. I can guarantee you that man won't see the light of
day for a very long time," James told Link with a coldness that could have
"But if Jax never
went back to his mother," Heath added, "we would have never found
"I guess it's
true that everything happens for a reason then," Link said. “The boy
deserves the happiness he’s found.”
definitely our gain," Heath said. "I just wish the circumstances had
"Me too, Heath,
Link looked out the
kitchen window. "The boys should be
back soon. Jax wanted to go down to the
pond," Link explained. "I
asked Wes to go with him."
James nodded at the
comments and smiled at Link. "Thank you for sending Wes with him. It's
good for him to connect with others brats and I don’t think he should be
Heath needed to get
the subject back to Nick and honoring him. "As far as a plaque goes, we'll
have to order it. Is there anywhere
nearby that makes them?" Heath asked, "and how long do you suppose
we'll have to wait for it to be done? Of course," he smiled at James,
"if someone I know has his way, one will be made before we have to
James smiled and
nodded. "Oh yes, there's no doubt about that. It will be ready and
commemorated before we ever leave here."
"I'm sure we can
have one of the local artists create something in a few days," Link
agreed. “I’m sure my dad can help with the tree and Wes is a fine wood smith.”
“Do you think wood
would hold up?” James asked.
“Wes will know better
than me but I’m sure he will know what to do,” Link answered The older man
said, "Don't worry about cost either. Whatever it is will be
"We were thinking
of placing it up on the ridge, Link.
What do you think about it?" Heath asked.
After Jax left, I
built a rock wall around the place where Nick died but I think it would be
better in town. Maybe close to the
Animal Control Building," the ranger answered. "There's an area with benches and a few
trees that would be perfect. After Jax
left, I built a rock wall around the place where Nick died.”
really great," Heath agreed. "It'll be a reminder to the community as
well, and a fitting tribute to Nick."
"I think Jax will
be very proud to see it there."
"We'll go with whatever you think is best Link. You know the man and the
community best and what might make Jax happy.
His happiness is our first priority." He gave Heath a small smile.
“Yeah, Nick was a big
part on the community and he died trying to save that little girl. He did save her."
James said, "He
sounds like a fine man and his son is a tribute to him. He's a fine young man."
like to do it when Jax isn't around. I know we'd all like it to be a surprise
, proud of the
craftsman his lover was.
James said, "Yes,
we'd like to make this very special."
Link smiled and turned
when he here a foot fall on the back steps.
"Looks like the boys are back."
Heath straightened up
and smiled at the men who came in, laughing and joking. "How is it out
today, guys?" he asked conversationally.
“You’re just in time for breakfast.”
Link looked at the
boys, noticing the dust covering the jeans and boots. “How about you two go back out and knock some
of that dust off.” He knew there wasn’t
any dusty patches between the pond and the cabin.