lawyerof_satan (lawyerof_satan) wrote in long_time, @ 2011-10-06 22:27:00 |
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Current mood: | contemplative |
Current music: | I see me Trace Adkins |
Like father like son
I'd convinced Lindsey to stay in LA and we soon took over the firm's LA branch, married and had a son.
I still don't understood why Lindsey's mother used to worry and fuss over him and his siblings. He was just a kid, the oldest of six kids and he was hell on wheels from the day he was born. She always told him that he was born to run and that he was never satisfied with what he had he always had to have more. Like when he was sixteen and he'd just gotten his license, three hours after he had that card he grabbed his friends and took a off for the open road, only to get stopped on a road just outside of some town in the middle of fucking nowhere. he'd gone before the judge who had a thing for making balloon animals. he'd stood in that little courtroom and tried to lie his way out of the speeding ticket, only to have the man tell him that he had two more years to be a kid and to enjoy it while it lasted, because kids grow up way too fast and that life was a speed trap.
He and I don't think ever fully understood what he meant until now. I'd been told that story one night over drinks about four months after we'd been seeing each other. At the time I found it kind of sweet and amusing,now I'm afraid that our son will end up like Lindsey.
Our Son Luke is sixteen and it seems like just yesterday I was holding him in my arms. I was driving home from work listening to the radio. I turned the radio on as it started to play a song that reminded me of Lindsey.
"How he got that GI Joe in the church this morning
I don't know but he ain't listening to the preacher
Like his mama taught him to
She's wanting me to cross the aisle
Go, sit over there with him awhile
Make him turn around and sit up straight
Stop playing in the pew
To watch him is all that I can do
Cause I look at him and I see a boy
And I see trouble and I see joy
See innocence and headstrong
And a heart full of dreams
I look at him and I'm so amazed
I'm so proud and then sooo afraid
That the apple didn't fall quite far enough from the tree
Yeah I look at him and I see me
Already says when he grows up
He's gonna have a big ole truck
And I can see him getting stuck
On some private property
He'll take chances, he'll take dare's
And keep his mama and me scared to death
When he goes out at night
You know I'll bet we'll never sleep
I guess I get what my dad got from me
Cause' I look at him and I see a teen
Having fun doing stupid things
I see roadblocks I see mistakes
I see heartbreak he can't see
I look at him and I'm so amazed
I'm so proud and then sooo afraid
That the apple didn't fall quite far enough from the tree
Ohhh I look at him and I see me
I look at him and I see me
Breaking down one day
As he packs up all his things
To move awayyyyy
I look at him and I'm so amazed
I'm so proud and then sooo afraid
That the apple didn't fall quite far enough from the tree
Yeah I look at him and I see me"
I soon pulled into the driveway, I turned off the car and got out. It'd been a long day and all I wanted to do was have a drink and be able to relax. I just hoped that Luke had managed to stay out of trouble,but he's just like Lindsey was at that age so I'm not holding my breath. So far he's doing better than his grandfather and Lindsey combined,because he has yet to spend a night in jail.