THE EMEREALD CITY FREE FAMILY CLINIC

CHAPTER 6

Daniel Timothy Sloan Robbins Torres is the elder twenty two year old twin son of my wife and me as I find him in his room of our spacious country home just outside of Seattle. He is shining his brass buttons of his Marine Corp uniform and his black shoes. I softly knock on his door as he turns to greet me with a smile and those gorgeous Robbins dimples that he has inherited from me and my father and the Sloan nose that he has inherited from his father and finally his laugh that is pure Calliope. With his soft shortened curly blond hair and his deep ocean blue eyes, he stares at me and says "Hey mama, how are you doing this beautiful morning"? I walk up to our son as I kiss him on the cheek and say "Good son, so what are you all planning to do today"? I sit on the end of our son's bed as he tells me about their itinerary. "Well first, since its guy's day today, and Diego has never been to Seattle so Carlos along with myself and our uncles Alex, Jake, James, Derek, Owen and Ben along with Grandpa's Carlos and Grandpa Daniel are first going to play some golf then we all thought we take our future brother-in-law into Seattle and see some sights and then finish off the evening with all of you ladies at the Mariners-Red Sox ball game tonight. What about all of you ladies, where might you all be going"?

Just as I am about to tell our son about the all girl's itinerary when my wife along with both of our mothers as well as our daughter Sofia, Diego's sister Marisol, Addison, Miranda, Jo, and Amelia all come into the bedroom as my mother says "Your father is downstairs stating that the town car is leaving in fifteen minutes" as Daniel walks up to his grandmother as he plants a kiss on her pretty pink lips and gives her a hug…a real Robbins hug…and then says "Tell grandpa we will be down soon. First I have to talk to my mamas and Sofia". With everyone giving our son a kiss as they all leave his bedroom as the three of us ladies stand together in the center of Daniel's bedroom as he pulls out a letter from his inside jacket pocket of Marine Corp uniform and says "This arrived for me back on the base before I left to come home for Sofia's wedding. I have already shown it and talked with both grandpas and grandmas and to Carlos and I would like to show it to the three of you. I applied for this after I was home this past Christmas. I will finish my military service with the Marine Corp on December 15th of this year and I want to further my career in law enforcement". We watch him tear open the envelope as he begins to read to us the contents of the letter.

Washington State Patrol
PO Box 42620
Olympia, WA 98504-2620

The Washington State Patrol makes a difference every day,
enhancing the safety and security of our state by
providing the best in public safety services.

April 28, 2036

Dear Mr. Daniel Timothy Sloan Robbins Torres,

It is with great pride and much appreciation from the Washington State Patrol here in OlympiaWashington that you, Daniel Timothy Sloan Robbins Torres, have been selected into the training program. With your experience in the United States Marine Corp for the past four years, we are confident in your ability with your military police background that you will succeed in our training program. Please report to our main office at the address above at 0800 a.m. for further instructions. Your program training begins on January 2, 2037 and will last six months and upon graduation you will be enlisted as a Washington State Trooper. Good luck and I look forward to meeting you on January 2, 2037.

Sincerely,

Captain Jeffrey T. Fowler

With our son completes the reading the contents of the letter he received from the Washington State Highway Patrol both my wife and daughter jump for joy and wrap their arms around Timothy's neck as they hug him tight and tell him congratulations. I stand before our son as he stares back at me with my wife and daughter's arms wrapped around his neck waiting for my initial reaction to his letter. Both women back away from our son as they continue with their congratulations and I walk up to him as I hug him tight and then hug him even tighter as I whisper in his ear and tell him that I love him.

Carlos Mark Sloan Robbins Torres is our other twenty two year old twin son and the youngest of our three children. He is a senior at The University of Washington Law School. He plays basketball, baseball and football for Huskies and has been an avid sports fanatic since the age of five. Even though he is a true blue Mariners fan, because he has been born and raised here in Seattle all of his life, he is also a fan and is a true red and blue baseball fan of mine and my father's favorite team…The Boston Red Sox just like his twin brother Daniel and their older sister Sofia. My wife and I walk into our other son's bedroom to find him standing in front of the full length mirror on his closet door as we watch in silence as Carlos is straightening his cranberry colored bow tie and his vest to match as my wife says out loud "Mijo, you are one handsome gentleman". We both walk over to him as we kiss each of his cheeks and he says "Muchas gracias, mamas". He kisses his mamas back as he says "I just wanted to try it on before Sofia's big day".

With his dark curly hair and his twin dimpled cheeks and his caramel skin just like the mixture of both my wife and I along with the Sloan nose just like his biological father, the biological father that he and Timothy never were able to meet, Carlos Mark is his mothers son. You see, three years after Arizona and I made our way back together after her affair, we wanted more children. So with Addison's help and a secret deposit left by Mark Sloan, my wife was artificially insemination with some of my eggs and Mark's sperm. After three tries and a year and a half later she became pregnant with twins as one of my eggs and one of her eggs in her body each contained a child. With Daniel being the dimpled boy with the blond hair and blue eyes and fair skinned replica of my gorgeous wife Arizona with a hint of me in his smile and his laugh and Carlos being the dark hair and brown eyes with the caramel skin replica of me with my wife's smile and her laugh as well as her dimples. With a mini version of me in Sofia and Carlos, I have my own mini version of Arizona in Daniel.

Everyone finds themselves standing in our large front yard in a circle listening to my father as he goes over the finer points of the itinerary that he has typed up for this weekend's events. With a few corrections being made to the schedule, my father's last words are "Alright everyone, so the ballgame starts at 7:30 so please be at the ballpark no later than seven. Callie's father and I have reserved a loge that will be filled with food and refreshments. The two limo drivers that we have hired are instructed to have everyone, and I mean everyone, at SafeCo Field by 7p.m. Do I make myself perfectly clear" as a round of "Yes Sir" and some half hearted salutes are made as my wife and I look at everyone with stern faces as the small eruption of laughter that begins is immediately silenced. With our sons placing their hands in the middle of the circle and everyone follows suit as our son Daniel says "Alright folks, on three" and everybody counts one…two…three and then shouts "Happy Wedding Day". We all exchange kisses and hugs as we all say we will see each other later and we make our way to the limos with all the ladies getting into one limo and the men in the other limo. As all of the ladies pile into the limo and I am practically sitting on Calliope's lap when she softly kisses my neck and whispers in my ear "Baby, we need to talk later when we find time together. I need to tell you something". I turn to face my wife as I say "What is it, Calliope"? Just then someone begins to pass around some mimosas and the inside of the limo begins cheering for our daughter and her special day and the thought of my wife's questionable concern takes another back seat to this weeks events.

"Callie…Callie, are you in here"? As I am sitting on the toilet in the private loge area of Safeco Field as I hear someone call out my name as I say "Christina is that you"? Then I hear what appears to be knocking on each stall door as I hear again my name being called "Torres, are you in here"? I finish my business and flush the toilet as I open the stall door to find Christina Yang checking out the other stalls to make sure we are alone. "What the hell are you doing, Yang" I say as I make my way over to the sink area. Christina Yang, our daughter's godmother, stands behind me as I hear her say "Just wanted to make sure we were alone". She took one last look around and then says to me "So did you talk to Blondie yet about Boston"? I finish wiping my hands off with the cloth towel provided by the ballpark as I turn to face my friend and say "No I have not. This week has been too busy with Sofia's wedding and all the family and friends in attendance. I told her in the limo this morning that I need to talk to her about something as soon as we are alone". Christina washes her hands as she laughingly says "Well, you probably can count out tonight for talking with her because she is trying to out drink everyone here so I'm figuring that she will be too drunk to talk to when you both get home". I smile at my friend through the mirror in the ladies restroom as I think about the events that have taken place all day today and all the alcohol drinking that has ensued. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day to talk to my wife about the conference Christina and I attended last week. Yes, maybe tomorrow.