Sunday morning was as sunny as could be, when I woke up still dazed a bit, the smell of coffee filled the room. I could here the sound of Becky as she moved around the kitchen, every now and then, I caught a quick sight of her always nude, morning state. And as usual, with it came a smile.

I got out of bed and into the bathroom, took care of my morning relief, brushed my teeth and washed up a bit. Knowing full well, there would a scolding, if I took the time to shower before her breakfast treat.

Coffee was in a cup to greet me, along with a little nakid body, jumping up into my arms. She just glowed.

"I made us french toast and sausage for breakfast." Then she hugged me and giggled into my neck...

I said "Really? What's the deal here?"

Becky only replied that she wanted to thank me for loving her so good. What could I say to that, I simply kissed her and gave her a loving hug.

Breakfast was awesome, it never occured to me, that at some point she may do something like that, but I was so pleased at her gift. After cleaning up the kitchen, we made very slow passionate love. Her young body was now craving to be filled, and wanting to feel the excitement that only came from the love we felt. It was magical. If someone had told me this at any point in my life, I would have never believed it. The emotions were so complete.

We spent time in the park, took a long walk, and took our lunch at Chucky Cheese. A pizza place that was heaven for kids of all ages, and adluts as well. And the day just moved on at a very relaxed pace. Making love most of the time we were home, or just snuggling, the next day passed as well. It was time to return to work, so Becky would be alone most of the day by herself. I would return for lunch at noon, then go back to work til 4:30. I gave her the instructions to stay inside, and not to answer the door, or let anyone in. (not that we got many knocks) we went out before bed, to get a couple movies in case she got bored.

I got up Tuesday morning early, made coffee, took a shower, and got our breakfast ready. I kissed Becky awake, with a full on assault, and she came to life in a burst of giggles and laughter. We roled around on the bed and ended it with a sweet kiss and a snuggle. Boy, I hated the idea of being away from her. After what would become our morning routine, of cleaning up, I set off to work.

Lunch time was a nice suprize, she had made sandwiches and my favorite, tomato soup. This was something I was definately enjoying. We kissed a bit and chatted, and said our good byes like and old married couple, as I reluctantly trudged back to work. This was how our Tues-Wed and Thurs, went.

Sherry called on Sunday to check in on us, she reported hearing nothing from social services or anyone regarding Becky's piece of shit dad. Her reason for the call was to remind me that Becky's 10th Birthday was on Friday. I went out on the steps to talk more about this, and make plans. Because of the problems with the absent maniac, who may be on his way to the area, we decided that we could do the party at my cousin's place, after getting the ok, and just let it be a small affair.

To her knowledge, Becky had only had 1 Birthday party, that she could remember. Usually it was just a cake and not much else. With that in mind, we got it set up, and would talk more during the week, as things took shape.

When I returned upstairs, I told Becky, "Your aunt Sherry just called to remind me that you have a Birthday comming up on Friday."

She just shrugged her shoulders and said "yeah... No biggy."

I made mention that maybe on Friday we could go down to my cousin's place and have a nice cook out and have cake and icecream. She gave me a big smile and only said that it sounded good to her.

Our week went on, and Sherry called to get things together, and tell me what was happening. We agreed that Sherry would get a few things for Becky, as gifts for me to give, that way Becky would be none the wiser, as the day came. Sherry called Friday morning, just as Becky and I had completed a round of very noisy morning sex. Which always got my head straight. Sherry said she had gotten the things I requested, and that everyone invited would be there by 6pm. She and my cousin and his wife had everything set.

Becky, was just Becky, the normal little love of my life. Funny, cute and ohhhh so full of love. I had woke her with kiss assault once again, wishing her a happy Birthday, but not much else was said. It was a long day for me, hell! i was the one excited!

At about 5pm, we were in the car, with a change of clothes, for the following day. Becky seemed happy and we talked about various things, I told her we would spend the night at my cousin's house, and would stop in there, long enough to drop off our things, then we would meet Sherry and Kim at McDonalds, then all go back to Jim's for icecream and cake. I also told her we could go shopping for her present tomorrow when we returned home. Bless her heart, she smiled and kissed me on the cheek, and relaxed next to me as we drove on. She was already excited to see Sherry and Kim, so she was overjoyed, that she was actually celebrating a Birthday in some way. She had no clue!

We pulled up into the driveway of the quiet home of my Cousin's, we knocked on the door, and made our way in. Jim stood at the sink, towled off his hands, and with a big grim, said... "Happy Birthday Becky!" Becky went straight to him and gave him a hug and kiss, and that wonderful bright smile. And she thanked him.

Jim told becky that the kids were in back, and that they wanted to wish her a Happy Birthday too, before we went off to eat. So out the back door we went. A huge thundering applause broke out, and screams of Happy Birthday erupted. Becky just stopped in her tracks, as shock hit her hard. There were at least 30 people to greet her. She turned and looked up, she blinked a couple rimes, and her eyes filled with tears... She melted into me as the reality set in, and she was mobbed by kids and adaults. After a minute, she turned and started with hugs and kisses and thank you bids. She was overwhelmed.

Her Aunty picked her up and kissed her, giving Becky a chance to see 300 baloons, a gigantic banner, with Happy Birthday Becky in 3 foot letters... Food was cooking, tables were all out and dedorated. Poor girl was still in shock. Jim said "Food is as hot as the cook! Lets eat!!!"

The food was all out in buffet style, fish, chicken, burgers, brats and hotdogs. There were cottage fries and several hotdishes, as well as cold salads and veggie and meat trays. I was simply amazed at what they had all done. But I knew that it was done, with the understanding that Becky had never really had a proper party, but also because of that all looming threat, of her fathers return. They had dug deep and came up with solid gold....

The kids played in water, played vollyball and kept the swings squeaking for hours. And most of us adults got into the action as well. The music was great and it was a smash hit!

The cake and ice cream was brought out, and everyone rushed to the tables... It was quite the sight and quite the day. I was so happy, that in some ways, I was a wreck myself. They had done a terrific job... The candles were lit, and the song was sang, as Becky took center stage and blew out the candles. Wonderful... Becky sat in my lap and was close to me for the first time since we arrived. It was a sight to see. As soon as the cake was being served, out came the gifts, talk about eyes wide open... Becky's mouth dropped open, and tears started to flow, and flow... I held her close as the waves of emotion over took her little body. I say Becky in my chair and stood up to say a few words.

I told them that eveyone was just great, that the party was one of the best I had ever seen. And thanked Sherry and my family a very heart felt thank you. I had to add also, that this was a very new thing for Becky, and that, that made it even more special. And thanked them again. Becky looked up through tear filled eyes and wet face, and said "thank you everyone" in a hushed sweet voice... The applause went up as Becky burst into tears of happiness and awe, once again. The gifts were opened and we ate cake.

The night came to a pleasant close, as people hugged and kissed Becky and said there good byes. In memory, I could not remember being so tired and drained. sherry was the last to leave after helping clean up. And we got a brief chat in even. Jim and his wife pulled out the hide awy bed from the sofa and put on fresh sheets. Then with kisses for Becky, Sherry and Kim, they went to the bedroom to get some much needed sleep.

Sherry was worried about Becky's dad, and after Becky was sleeping, she told me so. No word yet as to where he was, or what he was doing. She was just as worried for me as for Becky. Listening to her talk, helped my resolve to make sure Becky was safe. No matter what, she would be safe. I promised Sherry with all the certainty I could, that Becky would never need worry, and that things would be ok. Sherry kissed a snoring Becky, gave me a hug and said good bye.

Turning out the kitchen light, I crawled slowly into bed as well. Not wanting to wake the sleeping beauty. She had to be even more drained than me, the kids had been at full speed for over four hours. And as soon as I settled in, I was out cold.

My cousin and his wife were up early, they and the kids were off to a county fair, to help out with group of FFA kids. So as we woke up, it was a flash bang, shower, change and hit the road. After thanking them as much as I could, we got in the car and backed out. Being an early saturday, nobody was striring much. So off we went. Becky actually dosed off again, she looked so sweet, and even the corners of her full lips seemed to be in a permanant little smile.

I pulled in for coffee and was careful not to wake Becky, and returned in less than 2 minutes and was back in the car. It dawned on me then, that we had a tail. And older model Malibu, in very bad repair, seemed to be behind us. The car had been at Jim's when we backed out, I remembered it, because I had had one just like it, many years ago. Only mine had been totally restored, and the one following looked rough, to say the least. Not looking up with my head, I kept my eye on it as we drove back toward home.

In keeping my watch, it was some time after Becky had woke up, that I was even aware of it. She snuggled in next to me.

She said... "I still can't believe that party. I never had one like that before. I can't even tell you what all I felt," so we talked some. I remindeed her that Sherry and my family were the ones who should get the credit, that they really even amazed me...

After a few seconds she said "Yeah, But Aunty Sherry said it was all your plan," so I told her that I did play a small role in it, but that I was shocked at how it turned out. She giggled and drifted her memories of it as we drove on.

The car stayed with us as we made several turns, but always drfted back a bit, but would catch up again every so often. Not wanting to close, but not so close as to call attention to me. He must have been stupid as well as a criminal. I guess it goes hand in hand.

We took our bag out of the back seat, and made our way to the apartement. I told becky that maybe she should shower quick, because that was my plan too. Giving me time to ponder this new delema. After 15 minutes or so, a nakid body hit my lap, hugs and a majot tongue fight followed. She must have said "I love you" at least 10 times that morning, but damn, if I could ever get tired of hearing it. I told Becky to pick out something casual to wear, and headed for the shower myself, still plotting a move in my mind.

I put on jeans and a t-shirt, and slipped on my work boots. Becky was in the fridge with juice in her hand, and pulling out a sweet role from the bread box. I grabbed a cup of cold coffee and nuked it. That is not normal for me, but I needed a caffine fix quick, and even day old would give me boost.

Becky just looked at me, and asked me what was in my mind, why was I so quiet. Making up any reason, I said I was still tired from yesterday, and was starting to think about her school and stuff. All that got me was a wrinkled nose look, followed by a big grin. I told Becky to eat up, we could lock up quick, and enjoy the sun from the park, while we made our own special day plans to complete her Birth Day together, just for us. I had noticed several parents and kids in the park, and I figured witnesses would be good here, if I could manage to draw Becky's dad out. The steeled toed boots were also a part of my plan.

Everything in place, we went accross the street, and found an open swing. It was on an end, so I just turned my side into the pole and leaned, making small talk with Becky. I bent over and kissed her head, and again, wished her a Happy Birthday. I also heard a little squawk of a badly rusted door hinge, and knew that the game was on.

A few sedonds later, Becky let out a gasp, and said "ohhh noooo" turning to look where her eyes were, and knowing what I would find, I stood straight and turned, and watched Becky's dad approch. He was walking with good pace, with a snear on his angry face, as he got dloser. He was an inch or so taller than me, and a few pounds of mussle, and this added bulk. Geeeee, my lucky day...

In what was to be an intimidating voice, he stopped short and said, "Who the fuck are you?" I had to chuckle, it did look crazy. Boy, did that piss him off! He said "Thats my daughter, asshole. You better back off."

After a beat I said, "Show me some ID asshole," in the same timber he had used, just to further piss him off. It worked. He stepped in and took a big swing, it grazed the top of my head, and Becky screamed!!! As I came back up, I used a full uppercut into his belly, up high, where it would effect his breathing, and followed that up with 2 more, of even more powerfull shots. He was now in a semi bent position, and trying to get his breath, but before he could do anything, I held and pushed his head down as I brought up my knee. The blood flew! Becky was now silent, as was everyone else. He was the only one making any noise. I kicked him in the ribs and he tried to role away, that's when I put the finishing kick to his spine. It was aimed and had full power. He let out a scream of pain, and was thrashings his arms in a floppy motion.

I turned and grabbed a shocked Becky, and pulled her into my arms. I told her to please go sit on the apartement steps, and that I would be with her in a very short time. My phone in hand, I dialled 911. After a quick run down, I said that there may be need for paramedics also, and ended the call. Stunned people stood about, not saying a single word. I asked then if they could watch this beast, and stick around til the cops came. They did not reply, but only with nodding heads, did they seem to be even say ok. I am sure that they were also of a mind to run like hell, if the guy started to get up. But I knew that, that was not going to happen. Probably ever!

As I made my way accross the street, I saw Becky looking like I had never seen before. Nothing in her eyes at all. Shock I think. Sitting down next to her, I put my arm on her should, and told her that she has nothing to worry about now. She just leaned in and said nothing.

The sirens came soon and 4 squads in all, pulled into a stop all over the street. I asked Becky to please stay seated and wait for me. I kissed her cheek and walked toward the cops.

Witnesses told the story as I only listened. After about 5 adults and 4 kids, told what they saw. They turned to me and asked for my side of it. The others names were taken down, and they were told to go go home for now, that if they needed more information, that they would be in touch, and thanked them for sticking around.

Leaving out the fact that, I had watched him following us home for a close to an hour trip, I told them what happened as I remembered it. Also telling them about Becky, may be able to talk too, and pointed to her sitting on the steps. After telling them that evidently this guy was probably Becky's dad, who was just let out of prison in Texas. I told them about Sherry, and social services, and why Becky was temporarily in my care. And then went into the fight details. It all went fast and they took very close notes. The paramedics arrived and took the peice of shit away. I was not certain as to whether or not I should have just killed the bastard. But with people around, I had probably did the right thing.

An officer accompanied me over to where a lady officer was talking to Becky, and taking note also. We stood quietly and waited. Becky however, stood and took 3 steps, and stood next to me, holding my hand and arm, just for a sense of security I think. The interviews ended, and they said that if follow up was needed, they would call. They told me that, if we needed to be out of the area, to please notify them as to our plans. And they left. The only remaining cops, were going over the car that the prick drove.

I called Sherry and told her a small bit of what happened, and she said that she would be here in about an hour. Becky and I went up the strairs.

As soon as We went in, I was reaching for the coffee pot. Becky stopped me, and asked if she could do it. It was obvious that she wanted to keepmoccupied with her hands, more than her thoughts. So I just sat quiet, watched and waited, to hear what was on her mind. After filling and hitting the on button, she turned and launched herself into my arms. A few tears had found the path down her cheeks.

"I was so scared! I thought he would hurt you like he did mommy."

"I know, and I understand. Thank you honey," was all I said. God bless her, she asked if I was alright. I snuggled in and told her I was fine, as long as she was ok. That she was everything in the world, that mattered to me. She again said she loved me, and I responded with the usual I love you more... We sat...

True to her word, Sherry knocked on the door about an hour later. I mixed us each a screw driver and sat down to chat, she was in total shock at the story I laid out, from noticing him following us, to the very end. But also explained carefully that the police were never told that I saw him following us, and that for legal reasons, that she should forget that part also, as I had no clue as to what was going to happen. The girls were watching cartoons, and Becky was slowly getting the events pushed back in her mind. We would talk more as time went on, because I knew that she would need to let it out, as things came up in her mind.

Sherry hugged me and said, "I never knew you to be a fighter! Where the hell did that come from?"

It kinda made me smile, but I just told her, that I was lucky that day, never talking much about the training I had gotten in the military. (for Becky's sake, I was glad that I had gotten it) Truth be known, in most cases, I hated fights. Just not that day, in my heart I wished I had been able to kill him instead. And with the fear and pain he had caused Becky, I would feel that way forever...

Sherry left Becky with me, and she would let me know what social services had to say, and what action they wanted to see happen. We walked them to the car, and watched and waved as the drove down the street, and turned out of sight. It was just us again.

Becky was relieved I think, she did not mention the days events again, as we watched tv, giggled and laughed at the movie, The Lion King. The plan to celebrate had turned into a quiet late afternoon and evening at home. We ordered pizza and bread stix, and cut some fresh fruit. We ate and snuggled in peace.

At about 10pm, early for us on a saturday, we shut everything off and crawled into bed. As I put my arms around her, as we started to spoon, Becky let her hand slip behind her, to fondle my not so erect cock. That condition lasted only for about 20 seconds... I stroked her small nipples and used my tongue on her ear, getting a quick giggle that turned to a soft moan. I wanted to watch her as we made love, so I rolled onto my back, and gently pulled her on top of me. We kissed with gentle care, and just let ourselves melt into each other. As I stroked her sweet globes, she started to move a bit. I could feel her heat coming up to meet my lower tummy. She slid down a small way, and arched herself up, as reached in between us, she guided me into her soft hairless mound. My hard throbbing member was rubbing her clit, as she gently moved around.

Using her arch and feeling the way, she got my cock head to the small opening of her tight, and now very wet cunt. She moved ever so slowly down even further, as she let out a moan, as the head cleared her entry. She dug her tongue in my mouth, and recieved a soft sucking action as my wanting mouth craved after her soft invader. She slowly broke off and pushed her self up, so she could fill her body with my hot stiff cock. I almost came right then. As soon as I bottomed out in her wet tight hole, she reacted like a wild nympho, and started to rise up and slam down again and again. Her sounds were so heated in desire, that I started to drive back with her. Her face was of total passion, her mouth was open and breathing hard, as the joyful moans mixed in with her almost gasps. She started to shake and tremble with my hands grabbed her hips.

Then she stiffened as her tight pussy, clenched on to me, with a force that made me cry out. It seemed like time had stopped, as many seconds went by before her grip finally let up on my shaft. Then came the flood, I could feel her gushing, as the contant contractions of the wildest orgasm she had ever had, washed over her young body. I could not stop now, my mind went off kilter as I started to move hard against her, using my hands to help drive into her as hard as I could. She was bucking again as her body thrashed hard, trying to get more and more of our coupling. I felt my shaff swell fast, and felt the sperm shoot up the length of me, nobody was in control at this point, as her next wave hit, I exploded inside of her. Every nerve in my body seemed to sream, even the hairs all over me stood up on end. The current was like nothing I had ever felt before. Our frantic slamming came to a stop, as the last of, I have no idea, how many spurts, was forced out of me. I shook, she shook, as she fell hard to my soaking wet chest. The trembling just would not stop. It was like being paralized, but with a current still gripping my entire body.

Becky did not respond as I kissed her forehead, she had once again fainted, and was just out of it. It took a full 5 minutes for my cock to realize it was spent, and finally started to soften inside of her. I gently rolled to my side, and guided her down onto the bed. Never had my body felt so drained and weak! And somewhere in the bliss, i slept...

A flurry woke me up with a shock, as Becky was giving me a taste of my own medicine. She rained kisses all over my face and lips, and it was the first time in my life that I laughed silly as the fog of sleep went away. WOW!

After our kisses and cuddles, and those all importand words of love, we each went to the bathroom. She then I relieved ourselves, and made our way, into the shower. We washed each other and just enjoyed the hot water, as it washed over us, while we were locked together in embrace.

After a good toweling off, Becky ran out, nakid as can be. Leaving me to dry myself, find my cargo shorts and a polo shirt, and get dressed, for the day ahead.

After breakfast and a quick clean up, Becky finally found a nice summer dress to wear. It had been decided over cereal, coffee and juice, that we would make up for our lost saturday, and head to the zoo. At least that was the plan...

As we got outside, a bunch of voices came rushing at us, we were lost in the confusion for a couple minutes, trying to grab ahold of what the hell was happening. It was media! 8 or 10, maybe more people, all shouting questions at us fast and furrious. It scared the hell out of us both for awhile. i looked around and gathered my wits, at least what wits were left at that point. Becky had a death grip on my arm, and had her face push into me hard, and turned away from the snapping camera's and Shouts.

I held up my hands in mock surrender, and waited for the crowd to quiet at least some. Then, with about 4 microphones pushed in close, the questions about the day before, began. It seemed like hours and hours as I stood there, answering questions. At some point even a few questions were aimed directly at Becky. There was a big shot of pride inside of me, as Becky did her best to answer those questions as best as she could. As the questions started to slow, we made our way to the car. And without any more answers we pulled out through hundreds of eyes. Neighbors and spectators, that must have been waiting. Just to watch what was happening and perhaps be a part of the action.

As we neared the end of the block, Becky, still looking behind us, summed it up right... She said "Holy shit!"... And with that came laughs from me, and a fit of giggles from her. And after a short time, we got around to all the fuss, and talked about how scared and shocked we both were, and how we now felt about it. It was actually pretty exciting for us, and we seemed to agree on that.

We went to a small free zoo, quite a ways away, but a place I had been to several times. Later came lunch, and a trip to a small mall, not real far from our apartment. By phone, with a nearly maxed out credit card, I had ordered a gold locket for Becky. At the jewelers counter, I gave her my name, and told her that I had an item to pick up. She went behind her and selected the small box, and in turn, handed it to me, and the reciept as well, i produced my ID and signed the other reciept as well.

Becky was not real sure what was going on, but seemd to take it all in stride. We left the shop, and found a drink cart, not far from the door. We ordered malts and found a small table.

I handed the box to Becky. Bless her heart, she looked into my eyes, and blinked at the water that was forming in her eyes. It was my turn to explain, that the things she had gotten from me, at the party, were just most of her Birthday gifts, but that I had saved one, just for us to share.

Becky opened the box and took out the locket, it was a 14 ct. Gold heart. And on the beack, she read... "Becky, I love you with all my heart and soul," and the tears flowed, first from her, and then from me, as I could almost imagine what she felt in her heart.

I then repeated a poem that some how stayed in my memory, from way back in early high school years. It just seemd, for the first time, appropriate... Becky? Please listen close to the words from my soul...

I do believe that God above, created you for me to love.
He picked you out from all the rest, because he knew I'd love you best.
I once had a heart of my own, that's true, but now it's gone, from me to you.
Take good care of it, as I have done, for now you have two, and I have none.
I love you angel...

It took awhile for her soft cry to come to and end, but she came to my lap, and kissed my cheek. I took the locket and put it on her, and pulled the hair gently over the chain. It all seemed so wonderful, perfect in fact, i kissed her cheek, and set her back down, to finish our malts.

As we arrived back home, there were still a couple reporters waiting, it seemed we were not entirely done yet...i told them that after 3 questions each, that we would go upstairs, and took them one at a time. It was much more civil than before anyway. Questions asked and answered, we went upstairs and the reporters slowly left. What a day couple days those were...

My Becky, had no feelings for her dad, only dislike and never wanting to ever see him again. She was lost in her love, and had healed that quickly... my Becky....(sigh)

Sherry had called before bed time, to see how things were, and after a brief chat, telling her just bits about the reporters, I turned the phone over to Becky. After raving about her locket, and more idle chatter, she said her I love you, and then said goodbye.

Dinner, was chicken and veggies in a stir fry, with rice and a slice of Birthday cake, left over from the party. And we settled in for the evening. We had talked a little about watching the news, just to see it. Wondering how goofy we must have looked, and just snuggled in, watching re-runs of Happy Days. At 10pm, I flipped it tomlocal news. Good God! There we were, the lead story even. I am still not sure of what I felt, it was so overwhelming for both of us. It was obvious that when Becky finally faced the cameras that the camera really loved her. She looked amazing... There were even comments to that effect spoken by reporters, to the point that Becky was blushing bright pinkish red.

Overall, it actually did not leave us looking as bad as we had thought. And there were interviews of a few witnesses that saw how the event unfoulded. The Doctor that was interviewed, gave a vert fast reoprt, and said no more. He said that Ted had a severed spine, and was not expected to ever walk again. This, I already knew. A short amount of questions to the reporters on the seen, and the the story of Ted, as pieced together by phone. Ted had gotten out of a Texas Jail, after serving 3 years, on 4 counts of robbery and assault. The victims were a single elderly woman, a single elderly man, and the last was a couple, in their early 50's. In general, it was thought that Ted got less than he deserved.

We didn't talk much about the report, after it was over. It was just a relief that it was all over, and that Becky was safe from that loony. We turned off everything, and crawled into bed. We made love again, and fell asleep in each each others arms. Sherry called about a half hour later, excited over all that she had heard. She said she was sorry she woke us, but just had to call, and that she would wait for us to call her as soon as we could. And sleep came back fast.

My eyes opened at about 7am, and the first thing I saw was Becky's sweet face. She had been watching me sleep. I smiled big and she said, "I wish I could really tell you how i feel in side me, but just to say love is not strong enough ya know?" It was understood, and I told her so, and in fact, those same thoughts had occured to me many times too. We kissed briefly and snuggle a bit. Then feet on the floor, we started our day.

After breakfast, I called my boss, I was about to explain to him that I needed time off, and why. But he stopped me dead, and said he had seen the news. It was crazy, he was gushing with pride, that one of his workers had done something that needed doing, and showed so much passion for the safty of a young girl, who had had a rough start at life. It was kind of a suprize and all, but he told me to take the whole 3 days off, and he would make sure that I even got paid for it. i found my self saying thank you, and clicking off.

We had gotten a few phone calls over the next few days, and even one from CNN, and another from a today show, just phone interviews, because that was all I would allow. It was important for me, to just let it fade, I did not want this whole thing, to stay front and center in Becky's young mind.

The craziest part yet was to come through on friday. We had woke up slow, made love and made breakfast. We got tidied up, showed and dressed. We took cokes from the fridge, and made our way to the park. Setting on swings, we were pretty much alone, we just soaked up the morning sun as it peaked through fluffy white clouds, every now and again.

Maybe an hour later, a brand new Caddy pulled up, in front of the apartment. A couple got out, and went to the door. They reached for the top button on the left side of the door, and began to wait. It dawned on me, that it was our bell they were ringing, I hurried Becky and myself over to the street as they rang the bell one more time. The lady noticed us and they both turned around, and waited as we crossed the street.

I gave him my our names in introduction, and asked if we could help him. They both just smiled at us briefly, then he stuck out his hand, and introduced himself as Samuel Trundell and his wife Diane. We all shook hands. Mr and Mrs. Trundell were the couple from Texas that had been brutally attact by Becky's father. He has suffered a concussion, as had his wife, but that also her jaw had been broken badly as well. I asked them inside for coffee, as I told them to not expect much out of our humble home. Maybe the Caddy made me do it, or the fact that they were dressed in clothing that looked like it would cost me 4 months pay to have. (or more)

Mr. Trundell and his lovely wife just waved it off, and said they were just greatfull to get a chance to meet us. Only having 2 regular chairs, I seated them, as Becky poured coffee. I took the folding chair and sat also. Becky smiled and brough the coffee over, then sat on my lap, as the chat got underway.

It appeared that all 4 victims in Texas, were from wealthy areas, chosen by Ted, for just that reason. They did not live close to each other, but had became friendly, from a shared trauma, and court proceedings. After hearing the stories, and listening close. Mr. Trndell dropped the BIG BOMB!

For well over a week, it failed to hit home to me, and I'm not sure if Becky ever did get the rush, that reality brought. But all 4 victimes had put together funds, along with friends and family members, to present to us as a gift. Plus an open invitation to visit them any time we wished, just so we could meet everyone. He handed me a card, and explained to my shaky mind, that the card was a bank card from his own personal bank in the Grand Cayman Island, that they also had a vacation home on. The amount on the card was on a receipt in the amound of 2,750,000.00, I was lost! It had to be a dream, it just had to be. I sat there looking at the card, then looking at the 2 of them, as they just smiled and waited for me to come out of my state of utter shock.

When I was able to speak again, I had no words, my mouth was parched dry. Afer a sip of coffee, I told them that this couldn't possibly be real, that things like this only happen in books or in movies.

Mr. Trundell just smiled, put his hand on my shoulder, and said it was real, as a tear even formed in his eye. Mrs. Trundell placed her hand on Becky's leg, and leaned in and gave her a loving kiss on her cheek. Mr. Trundell and his wife went on to tell us, that the prison had informed them of his being set free. And that the victims all agreed, to each hire personal security, to make sure that Ted would not come back, for a type of revenge.

Sweet Jesus! It was just a strange feeling, my face felt flush, and the hair on my neck felt a tingle. It was just too much.

By the time it had started to set in, we were all starving. They asked us to join them, and asked Becky, what her favorite place was? I laughed as she came out with the answer, I knew would come out.

"Chucky cheeze?" she said... I have to admit, that for very wealthy people, they were very good natured and warm. But mostly just simple people, and as down to earth as they come.

After dinner and lots of laughs and chat, the Trundells bid farewell, and headed for a hotel. They had taken an early flight and were totally spent. Not that Becky's dance challenge on the floor game, helped much. But we did have a wonderful time. They told us they would call us, before they left on there flight the next day. And after exchanging hugs and hand shakes, they drove off.

It was just unreal, the card was still on the table, for Gods sake. I was so excited and in shock, that I forgot it there, and simply left for dinner. I memorized the pin number, and tore the paper up. And put the card in my wallet. Even my hands were still shaking. Mynheart rate was high, and if I live to be a thousand, I could never explain the feelings I had.

It took Sherry a long time to swallow this news also, as I called her not much after the Trundells drove away. Becky just watched me with interest and a soft smile, as I re-told the whole story to Sherry's unbelieving ears. She talked to Becky briefly, and said her I love you wishes, and ended the call. The rest of the day, and a sleepless night, still left me kinda dazed confused.

After the Trundells left, an days turned to a week or so, things settle down finally. I had went back to work, just to finish off the season. i bought a house, not far from my cousin, a new car, but nothing fancy, and got us all settled in. Having a house was great man, and it fit our life wonderfully. Because of all the hoopla, it was concluded, that home school should be added for Becky's education, at least for a time.

With Sherry's blessings, and the blessings of social services, after mid winter, Becky was placed into my care formally. As it turned out years later, it became a lifetime thing. And to this day, we are still happy, and more in love than ever... My Becky... (sigh)...