The Ties That Bind…
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Patrick Lavery was hardly up for father of the year. The man was the father of four children, three sons and a daughter. His Wife had died giving birth to their girl leaving Patrick to raise his four kids on his own. There was his baby Erin known to him as his princess, she could do no wrong in her daddy's eyes. The youngest of his sons, Jonathan was just a baby himself. He was two and would be known throughout life as the family scapegoat taking the blows from his father. The middle son had been five at the time of their mom's death. At five Ryan always knew there was a better life then the one he was living in that crowded apartment and wanted to make something of himself. The oldest Braden was a wild child. At the age of nine he was a troublemaker.
One day five years after their mom died Patrick arrived at the apartment with his secretary who looked like she was going to burst any minute.
"Angela will be staying here with us," said Patrick.
"Is the baby yours," said a seven-year-old Jonathan.
"Duh," said Braden hitting his baby brother in the back of the head, "why else would dad bring a strange woman into our already full house.
"A baby would be nice," said Erin, "hopefully it's a girl I've always wanted a sister."
Katharine Lavery was born that evening and Angela would never be seen again.
"Kids," said Patrick, "this is Katie your new sister."
"Half sister," said Braden, "so I can like her only half as much as the rest of you."
"Half of nothing is still nothing," said Ryan.
"Shut up," said Braden getting into a scuffle with Ryan.
"Boys," said Patrick, "treat Katie like you would if she was your own sister."
"Can I hold her," said Jonathan.
"Be careful," said Patrick.
"I will," said Jonathan taking the baby from his dad.
"My Katie," said Jonathan, "I'll take care of you for now and always."
TBC