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| It's Never Too Late to Forgive |
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| Tagline: When something so small causes Pacey and Joey to make life-altering decisions, an unlikely person will help them through their difficult time, as it is never too late to reconcile the past.
Told Entierly from Pacey's POV
My father and I weren't on good speaking terms during that time in my life. Joey and I had gotten married a year earlier, and hadn't heard from him since. My mother was fine. She would call us about once a week to catch up on things and just to chat. She never once mentioned my father wanting to talk to us or wanting to know what was going on.
We were only in Boston, a whole two hours away from Capeside. I don't think it would matter if we were five hours away, he still wouldn't want to talk to us.
Then there was last Thanksgiving, our one weak attempt to reconcile. Joey and I had decided to invite my parents to our place for dinner, which was a mistake from the beginning.
Thanksgiving, by definition, is supposed to be time to give thanks and celebrate being together as a family. But to my father, who decided to have too many drinks, it was an open invitation to bash the meal my wife had spent the entire day slaving over to make perfect.
My father's stupid smart-ass remark about the food blew me over the top and well; it didn't end happily ever after. I ended up kicking him out, while ignoring the pleads from my mother.
We drove down to Capeside on Christmas to go to the Leery's Christmas Eve Party. It was great, everyone came and it was nice to catch up on the events in our friends' lives. I managed to steer clear of my childhood house and the occupants inside it.
My mother did call us the next day to wish us a Merry Christmas and to somewhat apologize for my father's behavior a month before, (we hadn't spoken since the incident.) As almost expected, there were no gifts from my father, and I didn't get him anything either.
The first months of the year ran slow. I started a new job as a chef in Cambridge, which took some getting used to.
This is where I begin my story of the most stressful, painstaking, and powerful time period of my life. It all started on that windy night in March, when I was hit with the news that would change my life forever. |
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| OH DONT LEAVE BE HANGING!! :( |
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| Chapter Two:
I'll never forget that day, work was busy so I got home later that I usually did. I opened the door and the great smell of pot roast filled the room. My lovely wife had spent the afternoon preparing an impressive dinner for the two of us.
I walked over to her, "Wow that smells amazing." I said as I kissed her. "Hm, wait until you taste it." She said with a smile. I walked into the dining room and noticed that the table was beautifully decorated, with lit candles and the fancy plates we only used for special occasions.
I walked, puzzled, back into the kitchen. "Is there something happening today that I forgot about?" I asked. "Here can you put this on the table?" She handed me a steaming bowl of carrots and potatoes. At that point your guess was as good as mine to what was happening.
I set the bowl down on the table and Joey walked in with the boat of gravy and the tray of boneless chuck beef. She had an unusual glow to her. Her face, she was radiant, and really cheerful. "What's with all of this did I- ?" She cut me off with a kiss, "You'll find out." She said.
I looked at the food and my mouth started to water. We sat down to eat and there was an odd silence and the small smile never left Joey's face. "Ok, you have to tell me what is up with you." I blurted out. She smiled and moved closer to me. "Well," she began, "I have some good news Pace." "Oh wait let me guess you just saved a bunch of money on your car insurance by switching to Geico right?" I joked. Joey laughed, "Hm, no." "Then what is it?" I asked smiling.
She took a deep breath and took my hand. My mind was racing to find an answer to what she was going to say to me next. "Well," she paused, "today I went to the doctor's and found out that I'm, I'm pregnant Pace, we're going to have a baby." My mind went blank for a split second as I processed the reality of the situation. "A b-baby that's, that's fantastic, this is great." I reached over and hugged her.
"Hm, we're going to be parents Pace." She said to me. I pulled her closer to me. "Yeah I guess we are huh?" I kissed her forehead, "I love you Jo." "I love you too Pacey." She said.
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I stayed up late that night, stumbling around and looking at old picture albums. I was going to be a dad, and I didn't know how to feel. I felt happy, excited, nervous and restless all at the same time.
A picture of the two of us when we were little caught my attention. It was taken in Joey's rowboat the day she got it. Dawson, Joey and I went out in it on the creek that day. I sat in my reclining chair thinking back on all of our childhood memories, and about what was coming.
We were going to have a baby, a whole other life to take care of. I closed the photo album and walked down the hall to our room. Joey was sleeping peacefully. I silently crept over to the bedside and tucked a strand of her golden brown hair behind her ear.
It was at that moment I new I was ready for it. I was ready to raise a kid and I was excited. I would teach him to play baseball and to use good manners and anything else he needed to know, I would teach it to him. Yeah, I was really ready and I couldn't wait for the moment that I would hold him for the first time, and look into his eyes knowing that somehow, remarkably I helped create a life.
That sent shivers up my spine. |
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| WOW!!! Thats awesome!! More Please!! |
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| Uh oh, Pace. You're just ASKING for a girl :lol: |
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