2004
"Any woman in your life?" she asked as the movie played.
"I just ordered a mail order bride yesterday. I'll bring her by next week" Don teased.
"Finally!" Margaret chuckled and teased back.
"What's so funny?" Alan asked as he returned to the room from getting a little soup for his wife. He was glad that she could find something to smile about.
"Don's being a big tease as always"
2005
Before Don could open the door, Charlie stopped him.
"He saw you when he hired that PI!"
"You're right, buddy" Don put on a baseball cap, and his sunglasses. "Let's go!" He hoped that Charlie would not be disapointed by his biological father.
"I need to figure out how I'm going to eventually introduce myself" Charle commented as he and Don walked towards the gallery.
"Maybe through his contact at Cal sci" Don commented. Unbidden, a theory had come into his head.
"What?"
"How else would he know what projects you were working on? A P.I couldn't access that kind of information" the agent pointed out. "You'll need to look atyour colleagues'CVs. That would be a good place to start"
"Of course.." Charlie agreed. "His informant most likly had some connection to his father."
Soon, they were inside. Brillant paintings filled the walls of the gallery. Many even had the sold sign on them.
"There he is!" Don pointed to David.
Charlie stared, as David schmoozed with critics, collectors and others. He stillcouldn't believe how the man looked like an older version of himself, but with wrinkles and graying hair.
"He explains stuff in the same way you do!" Don commented, refering to the facial and hand gestures.
"There's my sister!" Charlie pointed to her. "She looks like him as well."
"But not so much" Don commented.
After some time passed, Charlie grew nervous
"She's coming towards us!" he whispered toDon in panic.
TBC