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HE found the letter not long after and stood there at the boarded up house, chest heavy and unsure of the situation. Yes, he had found Mary and had been away for a while, but he hadn't meant for them to leave. He tried to come as often as he could, but it was so hard to break away from the woman of his heart, especially when he couldn't tell her anything about that part of his life. It would be too hard to explain.

He wrote to Henry a simple letter.
Henry,
I regret having found a letter in place of friends at your door step. I'm sorry to have missed your departure and had hoped you and David would come to my wedding. I am glad to at least have the chance to write. I suppose this wont be the last I hear from you? I know you'll take good care of David. I've always known, since the day you saved him from me. I should have spoken to you the moment I found him, but he has you now so that is all that matters. I'll keep in touch as I know you will as well.
A.

With the letter sent he felt as if something closed. Another chapter in his life perhaps? Or at least the end of a mental journal and the beginning of a new one.

The house he gets for them is a 3 story brownstone no where as spacious as the house they shared with Abraham, but it is a home , in a place where he can feed, and David can get himself a fine education.

Dearest Abraham,
I am sorry for our quick departure, but I had some needs I needed to take care of, and there was no one to watch David. I have set us up a home here, and David is going to a fine school, and making friends. I have found him an art teacher, and given the fact we are now in the city, I no longer need to worry about my other needs.

I apologize that we will not be able to make your wedding, as I said David has started school, please except my heart felt congratulations on your nuptials.

All my blessings,
H

Henry folds the letter and sends it off to Abraham and tucks the one from Abraham into his desk and moves down the stairs to the kitchens to put together some lunch for David.

It's shortly after his wedding that he recives the letter and as much as it pains him that the other wasn't there, he can understand the needs and the fact that he's already providing a better life for David then he could have had here.

It's a week or more before he finds the time to reply again, wanting to find the proper words as well as spending time with his wife.

Henry,
The wedding went off beautifully. I wish you would have been here to share it with me. Mary is a fine wife and as devoted as one could ever ask. I wish you two could have met, though some day perhaps you can.

I send with this letter a book for David. A study on woodland creatures. I thought it might interest him, what with the pictures of the creatures as well as the facts and tales. I am glad to hear you have found a school for him. He will do much better then I with a real education.

Give my best to him as well as yourself.

Always,
A.

David would love the book, though he would remember it more as something Henry gave him and not something delivered from Abraham. Though at the time he would attempt to draw a chip monk from the book on a parchment paper and ask Henry to send it with the next letter.

Abraham,
Thank you for the gifts for Henry I shall give them to him as soon as he is home from his lessons, provided he actually homes straight home... he often gets distracted by his friends these days. I ofter forget that I was as young as him once, but that was a far different time.

I shall have him write to you as well after he's received the books, he has taken up some art lessons as well. The city seems to be doing him a lot of good.

Your
Henry

Henry is waiting outside for David for him to get home from school, holding the books Abraham had sent for the boy. Wondering how he would take it, he had not taken well to Abraham leaving them.

David didn't care at first. When the book was offered he seemed excited but as he heard it was from Abraham, he lost interest. After some days he could be found looking the book over more though. He used it to draw with. To David he tried to think of it as a gift from Henry and not the other man. Encouraged to write, however, he did. So a second letter came in a short time after.

Abrahame,

Thank you for the book. It is nice. I like it so far. School is fun. I like where we live a lot more. The sity is entersting.

Thank you for the book,
David

The letter has misspellings here and there and some backwards lettering but David wrote it himself. There is the drawing of the chip monk as well.

Abraham kept the letter with all of Henry's letters, glad the boy seems to be doing so well.

After being married for a little over a month he wrote another letter, not only sending one to Speed but one to Henry as well.

Dearest Henry,

I have such wonderful news! Mary is expecting! A child! A son or a daughter! I care not which but that it simply be healthy and happy. Oh, Henry, I can barely contain my joy over the news. She's already busy attending to the house to prepare for our child. She'll make such a lovely mother, I am sure of it.

I hope all is well for you are David. The past few weeks have been so busy but joyous. I miss you both dearly and hope all is well.

Best Wishes,
Abraham

He reads the letter more then once, again and again, and something breaks a little inside him. But this is what he wanted for Abraham, for the man to have a life, a life that was taken from him. But word of the child brings all the what if's back into his mind. The thoughts of Edeva and his child, what his child would have could have been. He would cry if he still had the capability for tears.

But he pushes those thoughts away to send congratulations, also, David need not see him in such a dark mood. He missed Abraham and it caused an ache in his heart at night. But he had love for David, a child he truly did view as his own.

Abraham,
Congratulations, I have no doubts you will be a wonderful father, send word as soon as the child has come into this world. I expect to be kept informed.

Yours always,
H

He covers his emotions as best he can sending the letter off, and going to check on David. "How are your studies coming?"

It wasn't his intention to break the man more. Not his will or his heart. He just wanted to spread the news, the happy, happy news to someone he considered a friend.

Another letter would come, about hte child. Joyous news. And then a few more simple updated. But form there the letters would come as often as Henry sent letters himself. Until the day he sent one, this time form Washington.

H.

I am in Washington at the moment with the family. I had hoped to stop in and see you and David, to see how the two of you are doing. I'll be in New York within the week, if you are able.

Write back swiftly, if you would care to meet.

A.

Abraham,
I have found myself missing your company, and I am sure David will be pleased to see you. We can do dinner and perhaps a trip to the book store, David needs a few things for the coming term. He is on holiday at the moment.
Yours
H

He sends the letter and moves into the parlor to speak with David. "Abraham is coming to visit... we shall be having supper with him, well you shall dine and I shall watch." Henry chuckles a little hiding his pain.

David has become fairly good at noticing when people hide their pain though. He might not be great at it, but one who does not speak as much as he pays attention notices these things. It bothers him more, not only that Abraham left them, but that it seems to upset Henry so much.

He hides his own dislike fairly well, giving a simple nod to this. "Alright." Though he thought better to not say anything, he couldn't help but speak up. "Wouldn't it be better if you just sat and spoke with him? Have a drink and short conversation? Dinner shouldn't be needed." And that was as much as he dared to speak on this topic, for what Henry wanted he got. But he didn't have to like the idea of this visit, did he?

"David, you need to eat as well. We shall all be going to dinner, do you not wish to speak with Abraham?" He asks sitting across from the boy.

He was excited to see his friend again, but his communications where becoming less and less, only when Henry had a job for Abe, or when Abe had some great news on his family.

He looks at what David had been working on and smiles. "You have almost filled another sketch book, we shall have to get you another soon." While yes he missed Abe, he loved David like a son, and at lest Abe had given him that.

David thought of Henry as father, and thought he had not called him that yet, he had thought it many of times. He had almost edged in on saying it time and time again. It had come to his lips often, but he had a small fear that it would be unwelcome. That he shouldn't push his luck. He had everything too good now as it was. He knew that much. As young as he was, he knew he had life too good.

He thought of Henry as his father and he wanted him to know that, but he still worried, once in a while. For now, he was still Henry, though he told other students that it was his papa, for sure. He had just never said it to the man yet. It was times like this that he wanted to, however.

He shifted and didn't look at Henry. He didn't like to lie to his face after all. "I will speak to him."

He shaded a few more lines in on his drawing, frowning at it. At the moment it was a bird on a stone wall. Something he saw in a dream and not a book. "But maybe he'll be too busy for a long visit. I can eat. He can eat before he comes to visit. No reason to make you watch him eat."

Henry is quiet for a moment watching the boy draw with fondness before he speaks. "None of this David my boy, what is troubling you, do not fear speaking with me, no ill will come it, I promise you." He says picking up one of the pencils and spinning it along his fingers.

"No matter what you have to say, my caring for you will never change, dear child, I do not wish for you to hold back things that trouble you."

David paused, rubbing his nose then shrugging. He knows better then to shrug, as that's not proper manners, but it happened anyhow. Still not looking at Henry. He would never lie to his face, but he didn't want to see Abraham. He hadn't seen him in so long and the man just... just up and LEFT them. Left and found some one else and has a son of his own now. Why would he want to see him?

He said nothing, going back into silence, but he did move. Pushing his unfinished sketch to the side, and shifted so he was beside Henry. He still refused to look at him, but he kept moving, shifting to slide into Henry's lap and wrap his arms around him. Silent still, yes, but giving the love and hugs the man deserved. That any father deserved.

That is when it dawns on Henry and all he can do is wrap his arms around David and press a kiss to the top of his head. He lets them sit in quiet like that for a long time, he's never forced David to talk and never will.

But he hadn't thought Abraham's leaving would hurt David as much as it had, but then that was foolish on his part. Of course it would, he would not burden the boy then.

"We shall make it a quick meal, but he is still our friend and we shall be polite... but I will not make you stay longer then you have too." He promises.

"Be polite to guests." He said softly, giving a small nod to this. He didn't want to see Abraham. He didn't want Henry to see him either though. He didn't want him to have that look in his eyes when the man left again. The look he was worried he got in his own eyes. These aren't thought a child should have. But he does.

He snuggled Henry a bit tighter and hid his face in his shoulder. "When will he be here?"

"In a day or so, I do not know how long he is staying." Henry says keeping his voice low and relaxed. "But it will be a good thing to see him, trust me." He says still holding David.

"Now your sketch book is almost full..." He says trying to lighten the mood a bit. "Since we have company coming, we should go to the shops today... perhaps pick up some new books as well." He smiles. Getting out of the house would be good for both of them. Henry could use something new to read as well.

David does trust Henry, fully and with all his heart, so he nods to this and decides to trust that it will be nice to see Abraham as well. He only nods though and doesn’t reply to it. He’ll be on his best behavior for sure. As best as a 9, nearly 10 years old can be that is.

“Can I pick one?” David asked, looking up at Henry when he said they could get a sketch book as well as books. It would be something he would read himself, but also something he would think Henry would read to him, so if you say yes, he can pick one, you might be there at the store for some time letting him find the perfect new addition to the book collection.

Henry laughs softly and nods. "Yes, you may. Now go get your coat." He says sliding the boy off his lap and standing. He moves to get his own coat and hat slipping on his sunglasses. "Go on now." He smiles at David.

"Yes, sir." He said, moving to stand, gathering his book and pencils and putting them up first, because he is a grateful kid and keeps this things in order. He likes order, which is strange for an artist.

Grabbing his coat he pulls it on, coming up swiftly beside Henry.

Henry pulls on his coat and hat and smiles a little more shaking his head slightly.

It's a pleasant out even with the light dusting of snow on the streets it's still busy out. He'd already collected the boys christmas presents but he couldn't let the boy go with out drawing paper now could he.

"Where shall we go first my young one? Books? Or to get your sketch book?"

He pulled on his coat proper as well and followed close to Henry, looking around their city. He liked it here, really. It was much better then where he was born and raised. This was much more interesting to him.

"Books." He said simply, though he'd want to get his sketch book as well. The one he was using had but few pages left and he could fill those by morning.

He taks David's hand as they cross the street letting go when they are back on the sidewalk and heading into the shop.

"Alright David, go a head pick something out." He smiles removing his hat as he starts to look around at the different books as well.

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