This is a continuation of "Duck Days" however, you don't need to read that to understand this.

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Chapter 1: Family

Today is a picture perfect day. Here I am sitting in my backyard on a beautiful summer day with two of my best friends and the love of my life. Ever since Guy signed with the Rangers, 3 years ago, there have been a lot of these days. It has become a Sunday tradition. We met for brunch and then head back to one of our homes for the rest of the afternoon. Ours children are so close because they have practically grown up together and they look forward to Sundays almost as much as Adam and I do.

I said once that Connie and Guy were my family, and that still holds true today. I love them just as much as if we were related by blood and I know that they would be there for me no matter what. I can not imagine my life without them in it. Adam feels the same way. He was like a little kid on his birthday when Guy decided he wanted to leave Boston. It was actually Adam that convinced him to sign with the Rangers. Not like Guy needed much convincing. In the ten years Adam has played for them they have won 6 Stanley Cups; 5 of them in the last 5 years. Connie and I were excited too. We had managed to see each other often enough when we graduated college; Boston is not that far away from New York, but now we would be in the same state. To make things even better they bought a house not too far from ours. It was like something out of a movie.

So for 3 years Adam and Guy have "worked" together and our families have "played" together. It has been so much fun, for all of us. One of my favorite memories has to be the Rangers annual father/son or daughter hockey game this past year. Our daughter, Jessica Constance, is still too young (she is only 3), but our 6 year old son, Mark, had just started skating. I don't know if I have ever seen a cuter sight than him dressed in a mini Rangers jersey and helmet. I felt like I was looking at a picture of a 6 year old Adam; they look so much alike. Guy and Connie also have a 6 year old, Jeremy looks so much like Connie it is actually scary. Seeing the four of them on the ice was magical for both Connie and myself. We took so many pictures that day we could make a book.

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the phone.

"I'll go get it."

I run into the kitchen.

"Hello. Oh hi Margret....I'm fine, you?....Yeah he is outside, let me get him for you.....Adam your mom is on the phone....hold on Margret, he is coming."

"Did she say why she is calling?"

I look at Adam and shake my head no.

"Hi mom....I'm good, you?....What about him?...."

As I walked back outside I could hear Adam, or rather a lack of Adam. He didn't seem to be saying much, just the occasional "yes" and "ah-ha". I didn't find that too strange; Adam didn't have the greatest relationship with his parents. Their conversations were always minimal.

"Is everything ok?"

"I'm sure everything is fine Guy."

We were outside for about another 5 minutes, when Adam finally came back out. By the look in his eyes I knew something was wrong.

"Adam, what's the matter?"

"My father has cancer. He is dying."

We all looked at Adam in shock as he sat down next to me and he grabbed my hand. We sat in silence for what felt like forever.

"So when are we going to Minnesota?"

"He doesn't want us to come."

Adam looked so hurt. He and his father had never had a good relationship, but he was still his father. I knew Adam wanted to be there.

"But, you want to go?"

He looked at me and I had my answer.

"Ok, I'll go online tonight and get us plane tickets and look for "family friendly" hotels."

"Don't be silly, Jules. Guy and I are going back to Minnesota in 2 weeks to visit our parents. We can take the kids for now and then if your still there the kids can fly out with us."

"Are you sure?"

"Connie is right. Let us take the kids. This way you two can go out and evaluate the situation without having to worry about the kids."

"I don't know what to say. Thank you."

"Adam you guys are part of our family. I know you would do the same if the situation was reversed."

Connie and Guy left shortly after that. I told Connie I would call her when I finalized our plans. After I found us airline tickets and booked a hotel room I found Adam in Mark's room. He was kneeling on the side of a sleeping son's bed. I didn't want to disturb either of them so I went to leave.

"Jules."

I turned back around to find Adam now standing; his eyes were filled with tears. He slowing began moving towards me. When we were inches apart we embraced. I could feel Adam sobbing in my arms. We slowly made our way to our bedroom. After we had situated ourselves on the bed I told Adam about the flight and hotel information.

"I can't believe he is dying. I always thought we would have time. I don't want him to die with this distance between each other. I don't know if I could live with that."

"Going to Minnesota should help....but promise me something."

"Anything."

"Promise me that if you can't repair the damage you won't blame yourself. Adam it was your father that always pushed you away. He has to want it too."

"I know your right, but I have to try."

"I would expect nothing less of you. You have always wanted things with your father to be different. Maybe now they can be."

"I hope so."

We sat in silence for a while. I'm not sure if Adam slept that night (I don't think so). When we woke up the next morning we explained to the kids what was going on (Mark understood a little better than Jessi). Guy came by later that day to pick them up. Adam and I thanked Guy for doing this and again Guy said we were family and to call if we needed anything. Adam and I then left for the airport. I hope for Adam's sake that this trip works out the way he wants it too.