My name is Henry LaMontagne, and today I am a graduate. I have surprised many people by choosing the path that I have. Those who know me thought that I would never choose this; they thought that I would be like Jack and follow in the footsteps of my parents to become some sort of law enforcement officer. Those who know me best – my mother and her team and their children, my family is what they all are – have always known that there was never any chance of me choosing that.
And the reason is fairly simple, if a little childish. My father – the biological one, William LaMontagne Jr. – was a cop, and I want nothing to do with being anything like him. I haven't even seen the man since I was three; I don't remember him, and I don't really even care to. With all the other extended family members that I have in my big family, why would I?
Instead, I have chosen to become a teacher of computer science and mathematics as a nod (at least in my mind) to some of the most important people in my life: my godparents, Spencer Reid and Penelope Garcia, and also to my step-father – the man who really raised me – Caleb Curtis.
Today I am a graduate, and now it is my turn to explain all the facts, spout off the equations, and be the know-it all.
This is the prologue story of sorts for my Leah/Reid series, and, contrary to what I promised in "No One Likes Funerals," it will be a multi-chapter of drabbles about each of the kids in the series, including a lot of time-jumping, unfortunately, but hopefully it won't get confusing. Please review and make my day! Thanks!:)