Later on, when Dad and Uncle Jamie were done talking, we had to leave. As I was walking out holding Dad's hand to make sure I didn't get lost, I turned around to wave to Uncle Jamie. When I let go of Dad's hand and ran back to Uncle Jamie, he bent down and braced for an eight year old. He caught me and gave me one last hug. I whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, cause Uncle Joe said he would be watching out for you." Uncle Jamie laughed and agreed, and I ran back to Dad.
Dad picked me up, and put me into my car seat and yeah, I still had a car seat. Since Dad had the accident and Jack almost go hurt, if you were under twelve you still had to sit in a car seat. Of course, Jack and Sean were teenagers by then. I always had to sit in the middle, so my car seat fit in the car. I fell asleep and when I woke up, we were parked outside of Grandpa's house. Dad was on the phone, and I never found out who he was talking to, but I'm pretty sure it was his partner. He was pretty upset, and when he saw that I was awake, he whispered something, then hung up. I was too sleepy at the time to ask, but I asked later, and he said it was just details of a case. He got out and slammed the door, which made me jump.
He saw that I jumped and when he opened the door, he unbuckled me from the seat and picked me up. "I'm sorry Joe, Daddy's just upset with his work is all. I shouldn't be showing you kids my anger. I'm sorry buddy." I laid my head on his shoulder, still recovering from the nap I had in the car. Since I was so tired, Dad smiled, shut my car door, and carried me in.