Blackburn

Chapter 1

Tomas sighed as he buttoned his white shirt. He'd was doing the most mundane this possible getting ready for school. It wasn't the first time Tomas had went to school but it was much different then it was a one room school house in Laramie during the rise of the Wild West. Tomas smiled when he thought of those days. Tomas finished dressing going down stairs seeing his dad sitting at the kitchen counter sipping from a mug that had a familiar reddish brown liquid coffee mixed with blood. Normalcy mixed with just a hint of something off that life for the Blackburn's. As Tomas entered the kitchen his dad Alexander spoke saying "good morning."
Tomas nodded and said "morning."

Going to the coffee pot pouring his own cup of the unusual liquid. He sat next to his dad and spoke saying "is this really nessary ?"
Alexander raised a brow and said "your mother seems to think so."
Tomas shook her head and said "I hated school before, and I doubt it's gotten any better."
Alexander chuckled then said "that was over 100 years ago it could be better now."

It was Tomas turn to raise a brow as he said "I don't see how, most the stuff they learned I've lived threw."

Alexander sipped his coffee saying "it wasn't my decision, Tommy I think it's a bad idea at the present with everything happening recently but, you know your mother once she gets an idea in her head it's.."

Morgan walked in then a crimson smile on her face as she Interrupted "I what my dear?"

Alexander knew his wife and she already knew his answer as he said: "she's stubborn as she is beautiful."

Morgan smile didn't falter as she said: "good answer my dear."

She kissed his cheek and went to the coffee pot pouring her own cup. She looked at her son dressed in a nice pair of jeans and a button-down he looked almost like one of the kids she'd see walking on the streets to school. But only almost he had a wildness to him from his youth that even now with the natural brooding look he still gave off she smiled remembering the boy he was. Tomas had been a cattle wrangler in the old west. He was so happy then, he loved it the freedom never staying in one place to long-living by his gun. Morgan knew he missed it knew it was part of the reason he was slipping it's hard going from a life of freedom and never having to hide. To the hidden quiet life they lived now. Tomas looked at the clock saying "You know it's not too late to change your mind?"

Morgan crossed her arms and said, "now if I did that I'd have to take back your present."

Tomas spoke saying "what present?"

Morgan looked blasé as she said, "oh nothing, I just thought since you've started school and other kids would likely have one you'd like your own transportation."

Morgan followed her son outside to see the brand new motorcycle. It was a beautiful machine retro-looking with a matte black finish. Tomas admired the bike, the retro features that fit him perfectly. Morgan knew her son would appreciate something of an older style it was his way. Tomas sat on the bike putting his hands on the handlebars. Morgan smiles cheekily as she said "little better than a horse."

Morgan saw her son smile kicking the machine to life to could hear the motor roar. He nodded in agreement. The brief moment of life on her son's face was worth the outrageous price she'd paid for the motorcycle she'd had it custom-built, knowing not just any Motorcycle would compare to the feeling of riding a horse to him. Which he had several of which were another one of his hobbies. He shut the bike back off getting off he went to his mother saying "thank you."

Morgan smiled and said "anything for my boy. Now you better grab your things and get going."

Tomas nodded saying "yes ma'am."

Tomas was distracted by the bike as he went into the house grabbing his new school bag and worn dark brown leather Jacket. He was back as quick and he was gone his father had followed materialized as well holding a shiny black helmet. He handed it to his son with a smile and the boy got on the bike sliding the helmet over his thick brown mane taking off from there  large gated farm house.