Ch. 11 - Sam's Safety Net
As Sam slowly made the long journey home he began to cry. It was bad enough when I thought she didn’t love me, and then when she wouldn’t tell me, but this is too much! He thought to himself deeply and still could not come to a conclusion on why or how this had happened.
About 30 minutes later Sam reached his “house”. Mrs. Hall was standing on the porch waiting for him. She had had no idea what had happened, but somehow the tears in his eyes explained it all to her instantly—Laura.
She didn’t know the whole story, but apparently Sam liked this girl…a lot. And according to Jack, her husband, they had been pretty close ever since the Decathlon/last week in normal society. Lucy knew her son well enough. He had good morals and he respected women and girls alike. She could think of nothing that Laura’s parents wouldn’t approve of, and obviously Laura was okay with Sam. What was it?
“Mom,” Sam grumbled rising up the porch steps.
“What is it, honey?” she asked, searching his eyes for an answer.
“It’s…oh, everything!”
Now Sam, above all, did not want this to be a repeat of him and Laura, so, he decided to just go out and tell her. That, and the look his mother was giving him, told him that he better say something…or else.
“Tell me, Sam.”
“I was ordered away.”
“What? Why?” she asked, guiding both of them to the porch swing.
“Well,” Sam said, seating himself, “He accused me of sleeping with Laura.”
“Did you?” she asked, slightly cautious.
“What? No!” Sam shouted astonished, “I would never do that! You know me better than that MOM!”
“I know, I know…I’m sorry. I just had to hear it from you, personally. You know, for proof.”
“Oh…is that all?”
“Hey, don’t even go there, Samuel Hall! You’re going to be eighteen next week. A mother has her worries.”
“I see,” he said, a little ticked.
“I’m just glad mine are gone,” she said grinning. Sam looked up amazed at his mother, and smiled. “Why else would he have said that?”
“Because mom, I’ve been spending a lot of time with Laura lately, and he hasn’t.”
“Oh, are you sure that’ s the reason?”
“Positive. Laura poured her heart out to me. That’s where we were…at that park about a mile from her house?”
“Oh,” she said amused.
“I am not lying!”
“I know sweety, I know. You just sound so much like when you were little and were trying to cover up who ‘took my vase from the window sill and smashed on the ground.”
Sam smirked.
“I believe it was ‘alien invaders who needed these glass vases to make space rockets, but when they heard me coming they accidently dropped it and flew away.’ Wasn’t that it Sam? Sam?”
Sam was gone. He had zoned away from the childish story and gone to thinking of Laura. It was obvious, and Lucy saw it immediately.
“You love her, don’t you?”
Sam turned to face his mother. “Yes.”
“Oh sweety,” Lucy said, brushing Sam’s hair out of his face. “It’ll get better, I promise.”
“I sure hope so. I don’t think I can live without her, mom. I really don’t.”
Never before had Lucy felt so convinced, and coming from her son too. He truly does love her. I’ve got to do something and soon, or he just might fall apart, more even than this.
Mrs. Hall rose up and started down the street.
“Mom? Mom! Where are you going?” Sam asked frantically.
“I’m going to find help!”
“For what?”
“For you…and for Laura. There’s something else behind this, and I’m going to find out what.”
Sam just smiled, and relaxed onto the porch swing. I sure have some mom…
About 30 minutes later Sam reached his “house”. Mrs. Hall was standing on the porch waiting for him. She had had no idea what had happened, but somehow the tears in his eyes explained it all to her instantly—Laura.
She didn’t know the whole story, but apparently Sam liked this girl…a lot. And according to Jack, her husband, they had been pretty close ever since the Decathlon/last week in normal society. Lucy knew her son well enough. He had good morals and he respected women and girls alike. She could think of nothing that Laura’s parents wouldn’t approve of, and obviously Laura was okay with Sam. What was it?
“Mom,” Sam grumbled rising up the porch steps.
“What is it, honey?” she asked, searching his eyes for an answer.
“It’s…oh, everything!”
Now Sam, above all, did not want this to be a repeat of him and Laura, so, he decided to just go out and tell her. That, and the look his mother was giving him, told him that he better say something…or else.
“Tell me, Sam.”
“I was ordered away.”
“What? Why?” she asked, guiding both of them to the porch swing.
“Well,” Sam said, seating himself, “He accused me of sleeping with Laura.”
“Did you?” she asked, slightly cautious.
“What? No!” Sam shouted astonished, “I would never do that! You know me better than that MOM!”
“I know, I know…I’m sorry. I just had to hear it from you, personally. You know, for proof.”
“Oh…is that all?”
“Hey, don’t even go there, Samuel Hall! You’re going to be eighteen next week. A mother has her worries.”
“I see,” he said, a little ticked.
“I’m just glad mine are gone,” she said grinning. Sam looked up amazed at his mother, and smiled. “Why else would he have said that?”
“Because mom, I’ve been spending a lot of time with Laura lately, and he hasn’t.”
“Oh, are you sure that’ s the reason?”
“Positive. Laura poured her heart out to me. That’s where we were…at that park about a mile from her house?”
“Oh,” she said amused.
“I am not lying!”
“I know sweety, I know. You just sound so much like when you were little and were trying to cover up who ‘took my vase from the window sill and smashed on the ground.”
Sam smirked.
“I believe it was ‘alien invaders who needed these glass vases to make space rockets, but when they heard me coming they accidently dropped it and flew away.’ Wasn’t that it Sam? Sam?”
Sam was gone. He had zoned away from the childish story and gone to thinking of Laura. It was obvious, and Lucy saw it immediately.
“You love her, don’t you?”
Sam turned to face his mother. “Yes.”
“Oh sweety,” Lucy said, brushing Sam’s hair out of his face. “It’ll get better, I promise.”
“I sure hope so. I don’t think I can live without her, mom. I really don’t.”
Never before had Lucy felt so convinced, and coming from her son too. He truly does love her. I’ve got to do something and soon, or he just might fall apart, more even than this.
Mrs. Hall rose up and started down the street.
“Mom? Mom! Where are you going?” Sam asked frantically.
“I’m going to find help!”
“For what?”
“For you…and for Laura. There’s something else behind this, and I’m going to find out what.”
Sam just smiled, and relaxed onto the porch swing. I sure have some mom…
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