2005
"Why don't you take me to the park, where you first met mom?" Charlie asked impulsivly. Curiousity got the best of him.
"Uh..sure" David said. "Let's go in my car."
Soon, they were there. Thankfully, the sandbox and play area were still there, though the latter was now made from plastic.
"That's where your brother was when I drew him." David pointed to the sandbox. Ironically, there was a little boy in it at the moment.
Charlie found the whole thing surreal.
"So this is where it all began." he thought to himself. "My existence is a result of a chance encounter that lead to more."
"Your mother sat right around there" David pointed to the general area. "I guess they moved the benches around a few years ago. Then, I sat at a nearby beach."
"How did you know which kid to draw?"
"I saw your mother walkyour brotherto the sand area." David answered.
"I see." Charlie said.
2004
Disgusted, Don decided to return to the house.
"Mom needs me more than Charlie does" he thought.
"Where's Charlie?" Margaret asked once the agent returned.. She sat in the living room, as did Alan who was doing crosswords.
"In his precious bubble!" the agent told her.
"Don...please have more patience with your brother" Margaret requested gently. "Do it for me?"
"I'll try.." Don said reluctantly when he got a look from Alan.
2005
"How long were you and my mother, involved?" Charlie asked.
"Four months" David said.
"Then she broke it off?" Charlie wanted to make sure.
"Yeah. I had unrealistic dreams of living with her, your brother, and maybe a kid of our own" David explained.
"Oh..."Charlie couldn't help but think about how his life might have been different if that had happened. Would Don have resented Charlie for getting to live with his father, while only getting to see Alan on the weekends? Would Charlie still be the person he is now? He supposed that he would never know.
TBC