The Spaces Between Your Fingers

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I continued to interview my mom, Patricia, to further understand how her relationship with my dad began. This memory is relevant to her because it's the story of the first time that I met him. This took place only a couple months before my dad proposed and they got married in January of ‘04. Original Artwork by Kyle Crosssan.

Every Tuesday at 8 pm, a poorly acted crime show aired. I usually never missed it. This thought ran through the back of my mind, but failed to distract me from the bigger issue of the night. I was taking James to meet my son. I pulled into a parking spot in front of Mommom’s apartment and my hands were shaking as I turned the key. We sat in the car as the ignition died. I looked over at the man sitting next to me. James, who I had taken to calling Jimmy, seemed as comfortable as ever even though I had made it clear that this didn’t have to happen. He didn’t have to meet him tonight.

I gave him a hesitant smile, “You ready?”

He squeezed my hand, “Let’s go in.”

Together, we got out of the car and made our way into the building. I paused in front of a door on the second floor, looking back at James. He gave me a reassuring nod and I opened the door. 

Mommom was in the kitchen filling the dishwasher when we came in. She poked her head around the corner before coming over to say hello to me and Jimmy. She told me that Kyle was in the bedroom getting dressed for bed. I moved toward the bedroom to go check on Kyle before I brought him out there to meet Jimmy. I knocked and opened the door. I found him sitting criss cross applesauce on the bed. 

“Hey, little man. How was your day?”

He was wearing his favorite pajama top that had a picture of Sully from Monsters, Inc. on the front. I listened as he told me about the park and the bookstore and about what they had for dinner. He liked the chicken nuggets but not the green beans. I laughed at that last bit before I sat down on the bed and told him there was someone I wanted him to meet.

As we walked out into the living room, Kyle stuck close to me when he saw Jimmy. He was shy for a four year old and I knew he wouldn’t go out of his way to introduce himself. Mommom had gone back into the kitchen to give us this time alone. I squatted next to him and made the introductions. Jimmy got down to Kyle’s level before he spoke. 

“That’s a really cool shirt you got there. I love Sully too.”

I sighed a small breath of relief as Kyle stepped away from my side and edged a little closer to Jimmy. His eyes were wide with excitement.

“You like Monsters, Inc. too?”

“Not as much as you, I bet.”

Jimmy was instantly cool in Kyle’s eyes. I had nothing to worry about. We all said our goodbyes to Mommom and made our way back down to the car. Jimmy and Kyle spent the entire way home enthusiastically discussing how much they loved Monsters, Inc.

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I continued to interview my mom, Patricia, to further understand how her relationship with my dad began. This memory is relevant to her because it's the story of the first time that I met him. This took place only a couple months before my dad proposed and they got married in January of ‘04. Original Artwork by Kyle Crosssan.

Decade: 2000s
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Recorded by Kyle Crossan on April 27, 2020
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