So, figured I should be quick with the next chapter. Hope you enjoy!

Johanna grinned as she saw the man and the kid messing around with a football. It was obvious that the two meant the world to each other. It was also quite easy to spot that the man had some sort of disability, his right hand didn't seem to function properly.

And the kid seemed like he didn't know what tired was. He was running around, tossing the ball, catching it… Johanna was impressed by the grown man who was able to keep up with the kid.

She watched them play for the better part of an hour, before the grown man called time-out and headed for the bench next to her.

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"Your son looks very much like you…" she allowed herself to say a little while after the man sat down.

The man's head tilted her way, and he revealed one of the brightest smiles Johanna had ever seen.

"He does? Doesn't he?" the man beamed at her, "It's weird though, because he's my grandson… And I'm not even in the mix… He's my lady's daughter's son…"

"Are you really trying to tell me you're not biologically related to that young boy over there?" Johanna asked, raising her eyebrows.

The man nodded. "I can hardly believe it myself, he does look a lot like I did at that age…"

"Well, with looks like that he'll grow up to be a heartbreaker…" Johanna smiled, "Oh, excuse me… I forgot to introduce myself… I'm Johanna Bryant…"

"Jack, Jack Dalton… That little football player over there is Jacob MacGyver." Jack explained, gesturing towards the kid with his bad hand.

"Nice to meet you Jack…" Johanna smiled, sticking out her right hand to give Jack a proper handshake.

Jack looked at her hand and then down at his own, he held the useless limb with his gaze for a few seconds before he looked back up at Johanna's face. Johanna had followed his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize…" she lied, "Is it an injury?"

The man, Jack, offered a tired smile. "Yeah, had a few too many accidents, never healed properly… The doctors finally decided to cut the nerves to put me out of the misery I was in…"

Johanna nodded, like she tried to understand.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, but I can't feel, move or use my hand at all either…"

"But you can still keep up with your grandson?"

Jack nodded, and his smile was back. "Yeah, figure I'll be able to keep up with him a few more years."

"How old is he?"

"Four, turning five in July…" Jack answered, "I had Riley sign him up for flag football a few weeks ago, and I'm not sure who is more excited, me or the kid…"

"Grandpa! Grandpa! My shoe is lose!" Jacob said as he ran towards Jack and Johanna.

Johanna had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at the expression that crossed Jack's face. It looked like he was about ready to give in.

"Alright buddy…" Jack sighed, "Climb on up here, and I'll tie it for you…"

Johanna watched carefully as Jack helped tie his grandson's shoe with only one functioning hand. He used his left hand for all the technical moves, and used his right to press down on the loose end of the lace. It was impressive to watch as the man tied a perfect looking knot, and helped the kid down off the bench again.

"How did you learn to do that?"

"I had to…" Jack shrugged, "I didn't want to commit to shoes with Velcro straps for the rest of my life… So I figured, how hard could it be?"

"Did you use YouTube?"

"No, I taught myself how to tie shoes by messing around on my own. I checked YouTube later to see if anyone had a better take on it than me… Saw a few methods that were easier, but I didn't like the end result as much…" Jack answered with a certain amount of pride in his voice.

"I'm impressed…" Johanna admitted, smiling.

"Well, I better get back to entertaining the future quarterback over there!" Jack finally said pushing off the bench.

Okay, another chapter down! Hope you enjoyed!