I last recalled the envelope being in the trunk of Trae’s car. I threw on some sweats and went out to the garage. The house was quiet because everyone was sleeping. I figured that I might as well take advantage of the opportunity. There was also a flash drive with the written reports on them. This Dr. Gillis discussed not only Kyron’s gestures, but her personal thoughts of his sessions. Her notes were very detailed. I could see and feel Kyron Santos. He was back from the dead.

KYRON

Session Two

“I’m glad to see you back and on time,” Dr. Gillis commented. She looked down at her watch and looked up approvingly.

Kyron nodded as he sat comfortably on the burgundy couch, which was now a little more familiar to him. He knew the drill. His eyes took in more of the atmosphere this time. The room was sunny, and there was a huge plant in the corner and smaller ones scattered about the office. Dr. Gillis sat behind a large mahogany desk in a nice Queen Anne chair.

“In fact, I got here early. I don’t want to be in contempt of the court order.”

Dr. Gillis gave a look of disapproval. “Okay. You don’t have to brown nose. I need you to participate whole heartedly in these sessions but keep it real. This is serious, Mr. Santos.”

“Not a problem. I’m feeling great. What’s on the agenda for today? I know you and others are all ears.”

Dr. Gillis pulled out his file, skimmed some notes, then turned to her recorder and her laptop. She cleared her voice before speaking. “So, what did you feel about the pregnancy?”

The question was so blunt, it almost knocked the wind out of him.

“Oh, you know about that?” Kyron looked surprised. Right away, he knew she got this information from her girlfriend, Mari.

Dr. Gillis looked flustered, knowing that she had broken the confidentiality clause. She recovered quickly with a lie. “Yes. It’s in the records. Let me reword this. How did you feel getting another man’s wife pregnant?”

He paused and thought before speaking. Intuitively, he knew she was lying about her finding out about it in his file. But he didn’t want to talk about how he really felt. To Kyron mourning the loss of his seed displayed weakness, and a nigga could never show his weakness.

“I felt good.”

“Why would it make you feel good?”

“I started feeling as if this was my destiny. I’d never had a baby before. I’d been locked up most of my adult life, so I had it in my mind that I would never have any kids. So, to find out I was going to be a father, it was like—I can’t explain it.”

“How did you feel?”