In Plain Sight

23. The Big Move

POV: Sam

The past month with Kelly and Oliver felt like a dream I never thought would happen. Having the woman I love and my son with me, was all I ever wanted and more. I couldn't believe I was a father and every time when I looked at baby Oliver, my heart overflowed with joy and love.

Now watching them board a flight, my heart was breaking. It should be making my decision easier and not harder. I agreed to think about moving to join them in New York so we can be a family. I'd love nothing more.

"Call me when you land, okay?" I kissed her and Oliver.

"I will. I'll see you soon."

"I love you." I whispered in her ear and she smiled before whispering it back.

I couldn't go to my place, it just felt empty without them. Instead I drove to my parents house to keep busy with my dad or get a lecture, as long as I'm not in an empty house alone.
They should be landing in just over an hour and then we can talk again. I'm a ball of nerves and kept checking my phone even though I know it will be a few hours before I hear from Kelly.

"Stop pacing before you bore a hole in my floor. Are you even listening to me son?" My dad asked making me realize I completely zoned out of our conversation.

"Sorry dad. What were you saying?"

"Never mind that. You wanna tell me what's on your mind that has you boring a hole in my floor?"

I told him how anxious I am about Kelly and Oliver and he laughed which confused me. I folded my arms and looked at him awaiting an explanation.

"Now you know what it feels like being a dad, worrying day and night about your kids. The joke is the irony in all this."

"I know. We used to say don't worry about us, thinking you're overbearing but look at me today. I get it now." I laughed a bit thinking back to my young days and my current situation.

My dad always told me how me and Jude gave them grey hairs with all the shenanigans we got up to together with our friends. My childhood was fun and I wouldn't change a thing. I will admit though, Jude and I were a handful. Probably why it's just us two boys.

"So what are you worried about?" He asked me and I put my head in my hands and chuckled softly before looking up to face my dad.

"I want to be with them. I want us to raise our son together in one place. I don't want to be a once a month kind of father."

"What kind of father do you want to be?"

"A fully present one. I want to be there for everything. Like how you raised us, I want that for my son and future children."

"Son, you flatter me." He said and choked a bit.

"It's true. You're my hero. I want to be the best dad I can be for my son and I can't do that from a long distance."

"What's stopping you?"

"Me and my ego about my job." I sighed and he gave a look that lets me know I'm being stubborn and making excuses. I know he's right.

We discussed my plans some more and I think my mind was pretty much made up by the end of the conversation. I'm moving to New York for Kelly and our son and also for me. They are my top priority in life, they're my life.

My mom asked that I should stay for dinner and she'll make her delicious roast chicken. I knew it was a bribe for me to stay longer and maybe to get my mind off Kelly and Oliver. She should have landed by now but I haven't heard from her. My dad sees me constantly checking my phone and his hand over mine.