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question he asked me eleven years ago. I admire my dad for so many things. His strength, dignity, honesty, determination, and the will to overcome are what I admire most. It’s through him, I learned to be a man at such an early age. I followed his footsteps and entered the Marines, just as he did.
    I utter the words I’ve said before, “Teach me to be like you, Papa.”
    He closes his eyes and steadies me with his able arms. His arms bring comfort and correction without judgment, but his words . . . his words brings me to my knees.
    “Son, it’s time you let go of this cross you’ve been carrying. It wasn’t your fault, nor was it anyone’s. Life is a tough road that leads to one destination that has different paths. One second, you’re on flat land; other times, you’re on rocky ground; and at its worse, you could be climbing the steepest mountain. You make choices along the way. At times, they’re made for you. Right now, you’re at a cross road. You tell Tami your greatest fear, or you don’t. It’s in acceptance you find strength and peace of mind. You haven’t accepted it, so how can you share it? Which path are you going to take? I say, tell her—share it with her.”
    Pushing me back as he intently looks into my eyes he says, “Tell her, because in doing so you’re releasing yourself from it. She can’t learn to accept something she doesn’t know, Brian. If you love her, you need to tell her. . . .”
    “I’m afraid to lose her, Pa.”
    Waiting, hoping I won’t interrupt him again, he continues, “You’re going to lose her if you don’t. You cannot share half of yourself with the woman you love. It just doesn’t work that way. Trust me when I tell you, Tami will understand; she’ll help you cope. Don’t ever let fear control you, because once you do, you stop living.”
    I nod in agreement, understanding that I need to tell Tami, and accepting the importance of being truthful. Even if telling her could very well end my happiness.
    I walk back to our room as slowly as possible. I even detour through the kitchen, just to kill time. By the time I step into our room, my angel is sleeping soundly. I look at the clock on the nightstand, shocked to find it’s later than I thought. I quickly undress, leaving only my boxers; and I pull Tami against my chest as I spread my hand over her stomach. She moans and scoots backward to get closer to me, and my heart smiles if that’s even possible.
    I want her again, my body always craves her, and if she’s this close to me, there’s no way to stop the urge to be inside of her. My finger starts to go down south in search of her hot waiting core. A few flicks of my finger against her clit, and her walls are wet. My finger continues its strumming of her nub while my tongue licks it’s way to her trigger spot, that spot under her ear is a sure fire for Tami. Sure enough as I make a pass with my tongue, she moans and turns to face me, throwing her leg over my hip as she guides my hungry mouth to cover hers.
    “I need you,” I say between kisses . . . wet hungry kisses.
    Her kisses brighten everything in me.
    Her moans call to me.
    Her skin against mine makes me forget everything.
    This is the essence of who Tami is, and I try to match them with everything I have . . . to be worthy of her love.
    TAMI
    It’s been a month and a half since Roxy’s wedding, and instead of the ‘quality time’ Brian said we should enjoy, he has been picking assignments that take him out of state. In the beginning, I tried not to put meaning into it; but as the weeks go by, I can’t help but think that maybe it does.
    Thirty seven days . . . a lot can happen in that time, and in a split second everything can change. Jake and Trish moved back to San Diego into a newly built house across the street from my parents, and about a ten minute drive from Trish’s mom. Jake successfully convinced our dad to relocate the main office of their company to San Diego. According to Jake,