Short story based off of the picture, Captain Tory, from the Mysteries of Harris Burdick. Charles has always wondered what his father did on these so called business trips. When Charles is finally invited to come with his father on one he discovers the secret life that his father has been living all these years. But in the end, he wishes he was never invited...

Jasper's voice was like waiting for rain during a drought. You got excited when the clouds went grey, hoping the sky would open and quench your thirst. Even a cool breeze felt like a tease. Every time Jasper opened his mouth it was the same one single drop from a leaking faucet. Yet it was never enough. He was mine. My dear deaf boy. I know you see me. I know you can see me call for your attention. I know you can feel my heart pound and my hands shake when I come near. You don't have to be able to hear to understand these three words. I love you. Do you hear me now?