Dean paused for a minute, watching him through the rear view mirror again, before turning around to face him from the driver's seat. "I always wanted you, Ben. That hasn't changed."
And that was the truth. The problems that came with Ben -- those he could probably live without, but Ben the person? He never hadn't wanted a son. He never hadn't wanted Ben when he was a kid. That week in Cicero where he was playing dad -- not intentionally, but it had happened -- was probably one of the best weeks out of that year, and he couldn't even begin to count the number of times he'd looked back on it, regretting that he couldn't stay.
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Date: 2009-01-21 09:54 pm (UTC)And that was the truth. The problems that came with Ben -- those he could probably live without, but Ben the person? He never hadn't wanted a son. He never hadn't wanted Ben when he was a kid. That week in Cicero where he was playing dad -- not intentionally, but it had happened -- was probably one of the best weeks out of that year, and he couldn't even begin to count the number of times he'd looked back on it, regretting that he couldn't stay.