Draco was back.
Perhaps his trip was one of self-reliance. He'd learned a lot about himself in Denver. But he never did find what he was looking for.
He'd managed to keep his expenses low by camping out at night, panhandling in the daytime. Perhaps a lot of stoners could help a guy in need. However, Denver was just not the place for him. Maybe it was too expensive to actually live there.
So he came home, a little more scruffy than before(well, maybe not). Of course, his mother didn't recognize him until he washed up. Maybe he had been gone too long.
But Lily knew who he was. And she had a lot to tell him.
"I don't like Mommy's boyfriend." Her words never told lies. He always trusted her.
"What are you trying to say? You, want to be with me?" He winced, thinking she'd have to live here at his parents. No way, could he take care of her on his own.
She shook her head, no.
"Why don't you love Mommy, anymore?" Lily asked. Tears welled up in her eyes. Soon, hot tears over took him too. Maybe he was just tired and need a good night's rest. Of course, all his mother had to offer now was a little twin bed in the basement.
"Baby, its not that easy." He hugged his daughter, thinking she smelled of a past, soft and sweet like a secret garden he'd once shared with Charlie. Something, he would not let himself go back too. Of course, he'd always love Charlie, but how could he face her, leaving her like he did, in prison. There was just no way he could make things right with her. He needed to let her go. "Is she OK?"
Draco never trusted Carson. Now he was a cop.
Lily nodded. "I guess so, but Carson's so..I don't think he likes me."
"But she's marrying him, anyway?" He didn't like this. "Did you tell her how you feel?"
Lily shook her head, no.
Draco hugged her once more. He guessed he'd have to talk to Charlie.