It didn't take Theressa and Logan very long to get to New York City.
"You have to admit it was pretty funny." Logan said, breaking the silence as Theressa landed the Blackbird Blue on the top of a building.
"No, it wasn't. They've been spending too much time around you and they do things like this."
"Well, they wouldn't if their mother was around."
Theressa was standing when Logan said this. She was shocked that her father could say something so hurtful and yet so very true. She knew she needed to be there for her kids but she wasn't ready to come back yet.
Immediately, Logan felt sorry for what he had said and wished he could call those words back into his mouth but the damage was done.
"T I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. It's just...."
"Let's get this over with! I'm all ready in a bad mood. So don't give me a reason to shoot you Logan." Theressa warned as she lowered the ramp and walked out. Logan followed her and the next thing he knew he was surrounded by costume racks and make-up people.
"T, where are we and what are we doing here?" Logan asked almost getting run over by two costume racks.
"We are backstage of Broadway and we are looking for someone who may be able to help us find the girls."
"What makes you think the girls are in here?" Logan asked
"Because their favorite actor is in here and that is who I am looking for."
Suddenly, 15 fourteen year old girls came out of nowhere with pads of paper and pens. They were screaming and they came at Logan so fast that they knocked him down. "Can we have your autograph?" One of the girls said waving her pad of paper in Logan's face.
"T, a little help here please!" Logan said after he realized that he couldn't push all the girls off of him. Theressa laughed and pulled the girls off of Logan and then helped him up. "I'm sorry girls but you have me father mistaken for someone else."
Heartbroken the girls walked away looking for the desired actor.
Finally, Theressa found the dressing room she was looking for. She knocked and a cute dark headed man answered. "May I help you?"
"Yes, um, I'm Theressa knight and this is my father Logan and I was wondering if you could do me a favor."
"You have to admit it was pretty funny." Logan said, breaking the silence as Theressa landed the Blackbird Blue on the top of a building.
"No, it wasn't. They've been spending too much time around you and they do things like this."
"Well, they wouldn't if their mother was around."
Theressa was standing when Logan said this. She was shocked that her father could say something so hurtful and yet so very true. She knew she needed to be there for her kids but she wasn't ready to come back yet.
Immediately, Logan felt sorry for what he had said and wished he could call those words back into his mouth but the damage was done.
"T I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. It's just...."
"Let's get this over with! I'm all ready in a bad mood. So don't give me a reason to shoot you Logan." Theressa warned as she lowered the ramp and walked out. Logan followed her and the next thing he knew he was surrounded by costume racks and make-up people.
"T, where are we and what are we doing here?" Logan asked almost getting run over by two costume racks.
"We are backstage of Broadway and we are looking for someone who may be able to help us find the girls."
"What makes you think the girls are in here?" Logan asked
"Because their favorite actor is in here and that is who I am looking for."
Suddenly, 15 fourteen year old girls came out of nowhere with pads of paper and pens. They were screaming and they came at Logan so fast that they knocked him down. "Can we have your autograph?" One of the girls said waving her pad of paper in Logan's face.
"T, a little help here please!" Logan said after he realized that he couldn't push all the girls off of him. Theressa laughed and pulled the girls off of Logan and then helped him up. "I'm sorry girls but you have me father mistaken for someone else."
Heartbroken the girls walked away looking for the desired actor.
Finally, Theressa found the dressing room she was looking for. She knocked and a cute dark headed man answered. "May I help you?"
"Yes, um, I'm Theressa knight and this is my father Logan and I was wondering if you could do me a favor."