Chapter 2
Don was with Danny at a scene a couple days later in Central Park. Danny was talking about the Yankees game that was coming up, and the stats of the different teams.
"You gonna go to the game?" Don asked him.
"Eh, I was thinking about it, but I'd probably get called into work and miss it anyway. What about you?"
"I might, I got a kid in my group at the YMCA that might really like it."
"You should take him then. What's his deal?"
"Uh, his parents leave him every summer and go to China or somewhere for business, and he's staying with his aunt this summer."
Danny looked up at him and smiled.
"What?" Don asked.
"His aunt, huh?"
Don smirked. "With a ring on her left hand."
"Man, that sucks."
"Yeah, tell me about it." Don walked over to an officer who had called his name.
Later on that day Don was driving back to his apartment. He dialed the number for the YMCA to get the phone number to call Sam. He dialed the number and a female voice answered.
"Is this Jillian?" Don asked.
"Yeah, it is. Who's this?"
"This is Don Flack. I was wondering if maybe Sam would want to go to a game with me this weekend. The Yankees game."
"That sounds like a lot of fun. I'm ok with it. Let me go ask him." Don heard her muffled voice and Sam's enthusiastic answer. "He says he wants to go, and he's really excited."
"Alright, the game's at three on Sunday, so I'll pick him up at two. How does that sound?"
"That sounds good to me. I'll let him know. He'll have so much fun."
"Yeah, I haven't been to a game myself in a while."
"Don?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for this. It means a lot to me, maybe more than it does to him. He's been really down about his parents and not having any friends around."
Don smiled as she spoke. "It's no problem, really."
"Well, I gotta go. Thanks again, and I'll see you soon."
They said their goodbyes and Don hung up his phone. He had caught himself smiling quite a bit when she was talking. He needed to suppress the feelings he felt for her.
When Don got to Jillian's apartment on Sunday he knocked on the door and Sam answered the door. He was wearing, what looked like, a brand new Yankees jersey.
"Hey, coach," Sam greeted enthusiastically.
"Hey, buddy, you ready to go?" Don replied as he stepped inside.
"Yeah, I gotta say goodbye to Aunt Jillian first."
Jillian came into the room. Don glanced past her at the man sitting on the couch. He wanted to turn around and run out the door. "Are you guys leaving?" she asked with a smile and her hand on Sam's shoulder.
"Yeah, we are. Bye Aunt Jillian." Sam started to walk to the door. "Bye Carter," he yelled to the living room.
Don looked at Jillian. "I guess we're leaving. We'll be back in a few hours."
"Ok, have fun."
