isn’t the place for a fuckin’ baby.”
Drake looks at the kids; I notice there are less than before. “We’ll take your hand if you guarantee not turning the rest in.”
A Connecticut Brother steps forward. “We ain’t the cops. We’ll give a hand here. We can get you electricity and help with jobs.”
Drake smiles. “That would be good. You look for Ralphy here. He’s staying to help with the rest.” He pulls a tall boy forward.
Ralphy takes the Brother aside and Jessie calls Dakota in. Taylor looks at the kids. “You get to ride in style. Get your shit. We’ll meet you at the Women’s Center. We should make it before Lily and Anita are done explaining the program. We’ll get you to the house so you can meet the RA and we know you’re good. Yeah?”
They all look up at the helicopter. Drake moves with the little girl. He nods smiling. The kids run in the house and are out the front before the second chopper lands. We laugh walking to the bikes. Jessie talks to the Connecticut Brothers then swings his finger. We watch Drake take the girl and a couple of bags on the second chopper. He looks back and throws chin to Ralphy. Taylor laughs. Jessie tells Brantley to call Anita for the baby and gives sizes for the kids. He surprises me with his count and knowledge of sizes. Eliza looks at me smiling, I shake my head and follow Jessie and Taylor.
Jason stays quiet riding behind us. I can’t believe he’d pull his gun on a kid, but now I know why he was acting weird. Knowing Jason, the kid doesn’t have long to run. He’s a techie, but a techie raised in the Brotherhood and not one Brother would get pissed at him for what I know he’s going to try to do. Tiny would be proud of him.
Back at the yard we make a line in front of the Women’s Center. The town’s people give us room and no shit.
The kids are in the meeting room. Anita has a smiling, clean, baby girl attached to her hip making me smile. The kids look a little nervous, but Drake smiles when Taylor and Jessie walk in. “Glad this wasn’t just a bullshit ride.”
I look at Lily when she laughs. “I don’t blame you Drake. I’d wonder too if I wasn’t part of the Brotherhood.”
“You too?” We laugh at his shocked expression.
“She’s Prez’s old lady,” Jessie tells him.
Drake relaxes. “I know you won’t turn us in.”
Lily laughs shaking her head no. “Anyone that wants to call their parents can do so at any time. We have counsellors that can help with that transition. The point of the program is to keep you safe while you make that transition or help you get to a job and place of your own. We have a tutor that can help anyone wanting to graduate and plenty of Brothers willing to help out or just take you fishing.”
They laugh and I think about how serious they looked when we first met. The smiles look good on them, but make them look younger.
Vinny comes in smiling. “Rides are here.” I hit Jessie and point back. He nods and gets everyone out front.
Lily comes out and Jessie tells her no. She’s pissed stomping back in the building, I look at Eliza and laugh, she’s a trip. Everyone gets on a bike but Taylor, he gets in an SUV with Drake and we all follow him to the house with the kids riding bitch.
For two hours, dozens of bikers stay to help get everything straight for the house. Drake gets a crib in his room and watches with tears in his eyes as the Brothers open toys for Stella, his niece. Dakota shows telling the RA to watch out for two boys. One looks fairly young, maybe fifteen and I think about Jason. He’s just getting to seventeen, but is so much older. All of our kids are. The Brotherhood is good at teaching responsibility. Nancy and Tiny drove it home for me, but I was already older when they adopted us. These kids won’t get what I did, but they’ll get more than most. With the Brothers helping, that’s a fighting chance. The older boy that Dakota wants watched, watches everything then closes