We spent the next two days together doing the touristy things and the two of them hung out together, talking and Melvin explained what Ozzie was seeing. By the time we left to fly here, Melvin became our father again apologizing for all of the harm he caused us, and then became grandfather to Ozzie as they experienced a love-fest too. He was such a changed man.”

“I’m afraid that I’ll have to see that for myself,” Tina said to her love. Bette pulled her in close.

“I know sweetheart, but believe me, he did change for the better, one because his guilt finally caught up to him and secondly, because of Ozzie and his loving ways of being in the world. He loves his Poppa and his Poppa loves him. Genna Skypes Ozzie weekly to chat. He loves that. I’m sure that Melvin will join in on the session with the two of them.”

“That’s wonderful, but it makes me want to know all about our son… What kinds of things does he like to do best?”

“Well, he loves reading and consequently, we go to the library once a week to get new books.  We usually go on Tuesdays after work on our way home. They let him check out six books now because they know he loves to read. His favorite books are about animals, big cats and bears are his first choice, then his next choices are dogs and cats, and then art and science stuff are his third choices.

He also loves the Harry Potter series, which we read at night for bedtime. We’re on the second book now and he loves it.”

“Aren’t those rather scary books for a boy his age?”

“No, not at all, he loves them and they don’t give him bad dreams. He understands that they’re fantasy. One night before we started to read them, he shared with me that he liked them because they reminded him of himself in that he was different than most kids and the stories helped give him confidence in his own ways of being in the world… his own magic.”

“Oh, my gosh, he is such an amazing little guy. I love our son so much in who he is… He’s the little boy we always wanted, isn’t he?” Tina asked Bette.