Same universe as Jim's baby
1.
Joey loved his mother, loved seeing him smile, no matter how fake. Joey never knew he was missing something until one of the other, older children in his class called his mother a 'no good, Vulcan whore.' Joey hadn't known what a whore was but he hadn't liked the tone, so he had politely requested that the person not call his mother that, then the kid had said Joey's father had left his human whore for a proper bond mate. Joey had lost it and beat the child up. He never told his mother what the fight was about.
2.
Joey had never noticed the absence of his father; not really, his mother told him lots of things about him. Joey had always thought the lack of presence was because of his career and the lack of calls because he was too far away. His mother always managed to somehow include an image of his father in all of their activities; it wasn't until grade school that Joey realized that his father was only a picture in a story.
3.
Joey was never denied his heritage. His mother's voice told him numerous stories, murmuring in the tongue of Joey's forefathers. Joey learned the language quickly, loving the soothing sounds. Joey translated everything he read into the language; it made him read at the same pace as his classmates.
4.
Joey loved his mother's stories but in his younger years they had just seemed so unreachable, the things of legends and myths, long ago stories with lessons to be learned, more often then not it was his mother who learned them.
5.
Joey never felt like he was missing out. He knew his mother gave him everything he could, agreed to a haircut that made him look more like his father, agreed to his following his father's career, and Joey's mother never knew that Joey heard him sobbing in his room, calling out his father's name.
1.
Joey loved his mother, loved to see him smile, loved to hear him laugh, sing, or even just talking, but what Joey loved most of all was that no matter how much his mother had loved his father, no matter how much of his mother's heart had been broken, was that every day, no matter how bad it had been for him, Joey's mother could give Joey a loving smile that had no regrets, tears, or sadness.
