“I’m not helpless you know, hurry off so that you can hurry back.” Reeves grabs me around the neck and pulls me in giving me a hard passionate kiss. My legs wobble and I’m breathing heavily when he lets me go. The smoldering look in his eyes makes me want to moan but I know Donovan is watching. That’s twice he has got me all worked up and left me hanging. I scowl at him and he gives a ghost of a smile, winks and turns heading for the door. Even if I do want to spend time with Donovan, I don’t like watching him leave.
“Don’t worry mommy, dad always comes back. He loves you a lot, always has. Now that you’re home he won’t have to leave as much.” I turn and look down at Donovan who is grinning ear to ear. Yup he definitely gets that from me. I can’t help but smile down at him.
“You’re right hun, he has what he wants now. Now how about you tell me how you knew who I was the moment I came in that door?” Donovan seems slightly confused when he takes my hand.
“Dad said you got quite a nasty zap of electricity before coming here and that you might not remember everything. I’ll try and help you jog your memory mom.” Ok, now I am completely confused but I’m grown enough to know there is something sneaky going on. Donovan leads me through a living room, a room of it’s own for a table and chairs, an incredibly high tech kitchen and up a flight of stairs. We stop at a blue door at the top of the stairs. The blue door is the only splash of color I have seen in the entire home. All the white, black and tan does not count as color. This home needs some desperate changes.
“This is my room.” Donavan touches his hand to the small black screen. The door slides open and I’m in awe. Donavan has the window shade pulled, a machine in the corner is lit up pushing a moving image into mid air. It’s showing different colored balls that are moving around a very bright one in the center. The image is at eye level with me, and beautiful.
“What is this Donovan?” He smiles dropping down next to a shelf and pulling two large books off of it and placing them on a desk against the wall.
“It’s a projector, this one here is our planet, it’s called Earth. These other ones are the 8 other in our solar system. I try not to look like a complete idiot and now knowingly,
“Of course, it’s beautiful honey.” He nods slightly,
“I built the projector myself. Dad wouldn’t buy me one out right but he bought me everything I needed to build it… Mom…” Donovan looks at his feet like he is worried,
“I want us to be honest with each other; can we do that?” I forget the beautiful glowing image in the air and kneel down in front of Donovan.
“That has always been what I wanted sweety. I don’t like secrets.” Donovan works his hands vigorously,
“I know… I know in your dome that there wasn’t much education or anyone to help you learn. I don’t want you to pretend in front of me. If you don’t know something I can help you learn it if you want? Make copies of my lessons for you? We don’t have to tell anyone.” Tears fill my eyes, his thoughtfulness to help me, his momma he doesn’t know pulls hard on my heart.
“Come here.” I wrap my arms around my little man and just hold him. Even at six he’s pretty strong.
“I would love that baby, but I fear your lessons are much to advance for me. Very sweet thought though.” He pulls back and wipes my tears from my cheeks.
“Nonsense, dad will get you everything you need and I will help you. You got this mom!” I smile and wipe my tears.
“Ok, OK, OK, Ahh, no more tears Donovan. Let’s be happy. Show me what you pulled out.” He turns to the desk and opens the book. They’re pictures of me back at PMX-2 doing various things as I go about my day. There are even a few that look...