Chapter 1

The black car pulled into the garage, as the tall rough looking man exited from the vehicle." Don't you move kid."

Turning to the tall dark Mechanic he said "Fill the tank and wash the windshield " "That's my job man"

As Chico was filling the gas tank he rested his arms on the open window and looked at the boy in the car.

"My name is Chico, what's your name?"

Chico studied the boy as he waited for a reply. His hair was dark. He was wearing torn jeans and a yellow tee shirt, not looking up he said "Jose."

"Hola Jose my name is Chico Rodriguez," said Chico, extending his hand for the boy to shake.

"How much do I owe ya?"

Straightening up to speak to the customer, Chico replied "That'll be five dollars, that's a nice boy ya got there."

Chico was startled by the response. "He's not my kid, more trouble than he's worth, here's your money!"

With that the man got in the car and began backing out of the garage. As he did so Chico noticed the small boy waving at him from the back seat. Smiling, Chico waved back and turned to go back to work.

At that moment Ed Brown, owner and operator of the garage, friend to Chico (although Ed himself would probably never admit it) emerges from the office.

"Chico who was that? I don't think I recognized him."

"Beats me Ed, I've never seen him before either, they must be new in the Barrio. He's got a nice kid though."

It was a couple of days later when Chico was to literally "run into" Jose again. He and Louie Wilson were talking in front of the garage.

"Hey Chico, you gonna watch the big game with me and Ed tonight?"

"Nah, Louie, I'd like to but Liz has the night off tonight and she and I are gonna play a little game of our own."

"Chico, I hear ya, it's been so long since I played, I forgot how to keep score."

As the two men continued laughing and talking they were interrupted by a disturbance up the block.

"Hey stupe I told ya what I'd do if I ever saw ya in my hood again!"

Two boys were chasing a third noticeably smaller boy down the street.

"Hey Chico, that looks like Raul and Santos, those boys think they own the Barrio!" said Louie with a tone of disgust in his voice.

Chico and Louie moved forward in an attempt to find out what was going on and as they did so the boy being chased ran right into Chico and Louie, the force of impact caused the boy to ricochet back. In an effort to keep the boy from falling Louie reached out to catch the boy, as Chico having caught Raul and Santos was walking back to Louie with the older boys in tow.

"Let me go, let me go! I wasn't doin nothin wrong!" yelled the little boy as he squirmed to break free from Louie's grasp.

"Easy son easy, I just didn't want you to fall . . ."

"All right Santos, Raul, what's going on here, why are you chasing this boy?" said Chico pointing at Jose.

"Ah Chico we were just havin some fun with the new kid, we gotta get home before mom has to go to work."

Chico reluctantly released the older boys and as he watched them run down the street called after them, "Why don't you pick on someone your own size Pesimo!"

"Are you ok son?" Louie was asking the boy as Chico turned toward the two.

"I remember you, Jose right?" Obviously surprised that Chico knew his name the boy looked up, he was smiling but his eyes had a sad faraway look.

At this point Ed comes running from the garage.

"What's all the noise out here, how's a guy supposed to run a business with you out here scaring away the customers?" said Ed to Louie and Chico.

"Ed why don't you put a lid on your mouth? I'm going back to work I'll see ya later for the game Ed".

"Yah yah, see ya later Louie. Who are you and what are you doing in my garage?" yelled Ed pointing to the frightened boy.

Interrupting Ed's interrogation, Chico said "Ed don't you remember, this is Jose he was in the garage earlier with his Dad."

Jose quickly and forcefully pulled himself out of reach of the two adults and with fire in his eyes yelled, "He's not my dad, he married mama that's all!"

"Take it easy son I'm sorry if I upset you, I didn't mean anything by it. I'm sorry."

Chico reached out to try and calm the angry boy down but as he did so Jose pulled away.

"I don't like to be touched!"

"Why you little . . ."said Ed as he wagged his wrinkled finger at the sassy youngster.

"Ed, never mind it's ok, Jose why were those boys chasing you?"

"I didn't do nothin, honest, they just always chase me, locked me in the janitor's closet yesterday, least ways schools done now so I don't have to see them anymore. How'd you know my name?" he questioned.

"You told me, the other day when you were here with your, uh, with that guy."

"Oh, I gotta go thanks for pullin those guys off me. See ya."

Before anything more could be said Jose disappeared down the street.

"What was the problem out here?" asked Ed as the two friends and co-workers went back into the garage.

"Oh the neighborhood bullies were chasing Jose and Louie and I were trying to figure out what was going on..."

"Mi corazon, where is mi corazon?" Chico's girlfriend Liz Garcia entered the garage.

"Ma'ami, you're early. I'm not ready yet, we haven't even closed for the day yet."

"And men say we are the ones who are never ready. I know I'm early, mi amore, I just couldn't wait to see you." With that Liz planted a big kiss on Chico's lips. Ed, uncomfortable with the display, turns away saying, "I'll close up Chico you go get ready before I have to break out the air hose."

A few minutes later as Jose approached the door to his house he heard an all too familiar sound. "What kind of slop is this, this ain't fit for pigs!" There was a scream and the sound of a slap and crying. "If you can't shut up I'm leaving, a man who works hard all day don't need to put up with this crap!"

Moving quickly Jose ran up the steps of the house, he had to stop David from hurting his mom again. He was so scared he could feel his heart beating in his throat but he didn't want his mom hurt. He threw open the front door and yelled, "You leave my mama alone you son of a bitch!"

Before David could bring his fist down across Carlotta's face again he looked up at Jose in shock and disbelief.

"Well will ya listen to that, the little piss ant has some balls after all. You got a sassy mouth on ya boy, I can see I'm gonna have to teach you how to talk to your elders!"

As David spoke he left Carlotta's side and came over to Jose, removing his belt as he did.

"David no he didn't mean it, he was helping me he didn't mean it!" yelled Carlotta as she tried to defend her son.

David grabbed Jose by the hair, yanked him across the floor and threw him against the wall all the while Jose's face was pressed into the wall.

"Sass me will ya, you good for nothin." He brought his belt down across Jose's back and legs repeatedly. "You ain't to talk in this house unless I say so!"

Jose bit the inside of his cheek, willing himself not to cry out, he wouldn't give this guy the satisfaction of tears.

As if in a last ditch effort to make the boy cry, David pulled Jose by the hair and slammed his head into the wall. As Jose slumped to the floor, and his mother coming over to comfort him, crying as she did. "I'll be back later and I don't want to see HIM when I come home!" With that David was out the door.

"Oh mi hijo, mi viva, I'm so sorry" Carlotta cooed to her young son as she rocked him gently. "Gracias mi hijo, but you shouldn't . . .when he's angry it will pass." Carlotta began to cry anew as she felt the welts rise up on her son's back and his tears fall on her arms.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." She kept repeating as she reached to pick up her son he squealed and shied away. "It's alright my love it's mama, it's over now love." She carried him to his room, once there she cleaned and soothed his cuts and got him ready for bed. It was better if Jose were asleep when David returned. In her own room Carlotta let her mind wonder back in time...

Carlotta and Eduardo had been so in love, they were high school sweethearts who had married right after graduation.

Eduardo had a job as a carpenter and the drive and ambition to succeed at everything he tried.

Carlotta, orphaned at a young age, had dreams of marrying and raising a family with her young prince Charming.

Eduardo and Carlotta became Mr. and Mrs. Martine on Dec 25th their favorite day of the year. A day of hope and love, which is what they had for each other and for their future.

Two months later Carlotta discovered the joyous news they were going to have a baby. She hopped for a boy, strong and brave like his Father.

The pregnancy was a wonderful experience for the mother to be, she was so overjoyed that she never gave a thought to the discomfort.

On December 5th, Jose Eduardo Martine was born.

That was almost 6 years ago, thought Carlotta as she climbed wearily into the bathtub letting her thoughts continue.

Jose was a beautiful, good-natured child who grew bigger and stronger everyday, as did his parent's love for him and for one another.

And one day in a split second their lives were changed forever.

On the job Eduardo accidentally slipped and fell from the roof of a home he was working on, and he landed on a nailgun. The gun discharged sending a nail into Eduardo's chest killing him instantly!

Carlotta, a young girl of almost 20 left alone in the world with a 2 year old and no work experience, what was she going to do?

It was several months later when in the grocery store Carlotta met David Sanchez. He was no Eduardo but he was charming and to a young widow with a child he provided her with the security she so desperately longed for...

Carlotta was awakened from her reverie when she heard the front door being unlocked.

The bathwater was cold and Carlotta was shaking, whether it was from cold or fear she wasn't sure.

She drained the tub and dried off, put on her pajamas and quietly opened the door.

David was on the sofa passed out. Good, she thought, I can check on mi Jose and go to bed before he sees me, and this day will be over.

How I wish I hadn't have married David, what a fool I was and at only 6 years old Jose was paying the price. I must find a way to get out. With that thought in her mind Carlotta drifted off to sleep.

When Jose awakened the next morning he was stiff and sore, the house was quiet.

As he lay in bed Jose was thinking about his mother. She had been through so much and it was all his fault, if I had not been born maybe my mama wouldn't have married David, maybe my Papa wouldn't be dead.

For a little boy Jose was wise beyond his years about many things, and yet so innocent and insecure.

At that moment the door to his room quietly opened, and his mama looked in.

Buenos Dias mi viva, she whispered, you had better find someplace to spend the day today, it's best if you are not here when David wakes up you know how he gets after a night of drinking."

"But mama I can't leave you..."" his mother cut him off, "Don't argue with me, I won't be alone, I must find a way out for us, do as I say, I will look for you when it is safe, now go."

Jose threw back the covers and dressed as his mother left the room. Wearing the clothes he had yesterday, so as not to make extra noise, Jose left his room, kissed his mother, and was gone. He hadn't even taken time to eat.

Jose knew you should not hate, but the hate he felt in his heart for David took up so much room Jose felt no need to eat. 'I hate that man he's mean he hurts my mama' were the thoughts that kept him going, alone, not thinking about his hunger.

Chapter 2

Jose was wondering around looking at his feet as he walked. He was looking for chalk rocks, those white rocks that left marks on the sidewalk. Jose loved to draw and chalk rocks were easy to find, cheap, and they could be easily hidden if he needed to.

As Jose was bent over in an ally looking for the treasured chalk, he was called from his concentration by a wonderful smell. Donuts! It was then that he realized that he hadn't had any breakfast. It was Saturday so there would be no lunch in school either

'I don't have any money anyway, I gotta get out of here.'

Jose put the three pieces of "chalk in his pocket and continued on. He wasn't sure where he was or where he was going but he knew he had to get his mind off of food.

When he came to the end of the alley he recognized the old building in front of him, it was the garage where he had been just the day before!

Across from the garage was where the heavenly scent of fresh donuts was coming from. He had meant to get away from it but his hunger had led him directly to it.

Just as he was about to turn around he noticed a patch of sidewalk near the garage, as he stood looking at the empty sidewalk he was lightly fingering the chalk in his pocket, the "need" to draw was moving toward the garage, the pangs in his stomach were barely noticeable by now.

Jose poised the chalk to begin drawing on the sidewalk, he had the perfect idea for a picture, an Angel. He had just finished the wings when a voice from behind startled him.

"Hey kid what do you think your doing?" Startled, he jumped, and as he did he dropped his chalk. Turning he saw it was the old man from the garage.

"I asked you a question, what are you doing? Chico! Chico! Come here quick!"

As he hollered, Ed reached out and grabbed the frightened boy by the arm and was leading him to the now open garage. "Don't you know it's against the law to put graffiti on public property?''

"What is it Ed, what's the matter?"

"I wasn't hurtin nothin, I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't draw there, I'm sorry!"

"This little monster was defacing public property, go call the cop!"

Jose was on the verge of tears, he hurt all over, he was hungry and now he was going to jail. What would his mama say?

"No, n-no, please I'll clean it up, I said I was sorry." He didn't want to cry in front of anyone but he didn't know if he would be able to stop himself.

"What's the matter with you, Ed, have you gone loco? We're not calling the cops on anyone, especially not a little guy like this, why he can't be more than 5 years old, you're scaring him, now whose the monster?"

"What's all the yelling out here?" It was Della she owned the garage and two or three catering trucks. She was also one of Ed's few friends.

"Lovable old Ed is out making friends again Della, he wants me to call the police because this little guy drew on his sidewalk you're Jose aren't you, we've been running into each other a lot lately." (As Chico is talking to Jose Della is over by the wall surveying "the damage")

"Y-Yes sir I'll go, I won't never bother ya again, just please don't call the cops p-please?" The boy was pleading and trying to turn to leave.

"Take it easy son, no one is gonna call the cops, you don't need to leave." As he was speaking Chico reached out and placed his hand on the boy's shoulder. Jose winced with pain and quickly pulled from Chico's gentle touch, thinking he had hurt the boy in some way and noticing the bruise on his forehead Chico felt compelled to ask, "Are you alright? I didn't mean to hurt you." "I'm fine," responded Jose, avoiding Chico's look of concern. Della came over to the three from looking at the sidewalk "Did you draw that beautiful angel, baby?" Della asked, obviously impressed.

"Yes ma'am, I'll wash it off though."

"You'll do no such thing, it's a thing of beauty and I want it to stay right there."

Della, being a hands on kind of person, put her arms around Jose and was about to ask his name. "Hey baby . . ." Before she could finish her question Jose sucked in a ragged breath as though in pain and shifted to get out of Della's grasp.

"My name's Jose, I'm 6 years old and I don't want to be touched! I gotta go" before he could turn to leave Chico's words stopped him.

"Have you eaten? It's awfully early for you to be away from home isn't it?"

"My Mama knows where I am she'll come for me when . . ." Jose let his voice trail off. He had to be careful, he didn't want his mama in trouble. He hung his head and said no more.

"Have you eaten baby?" said Della.

"Come on in the garage Della, Ed and I were just going to have breakfast before opening the garage, you can join us, isn't that right Ed?" Chico said, giving Ed a quick poke in the ribs.

"Stop that! Course he can stay, but no more artwork unless you ask first, deal?"

"Deal." With that the group went into the garage for breakfast.

As Carlotta was walking around the kitchen trying to prepare breakfast without waking David, he was such a bear if he awoke too early. She had a thought, I never gave Jose any breakfast! Mi Angel is out there somewhere all alone and he hasn't had anything to eat since lunch yesterday what kind of mama am I?

Carlotta whispered a soft prayer, "Querido Dios, por favor proteger mi nino."

"Who are you talkin to woman, that rotten kid had better not be here after the way he sassed me last night. Got breakfast goin yet, I'm starved."

Carlotta jumped at the sound of her husband's gruff voice. "Yes David, breakfast is soon ready, Jose is out for the day."

As she brought breakfast to the table she silently prayed for protection for her angel boy and for a way out of this for her and her son.

"I'm going to the grocery store after breakfast is there anything you would like me to pick up for you?"

"No I'm gonna mow the lawn and I'll probably head over to Kelsey's later."

Kelsey's, the corner bar, so it could be another night like the last one. She had to find Jose, what was she to do, where would she start looking, Jose couldn't come home too soon.

As these thoughts were playing through her mind Carlotta put her dishes in the sink, removed her apron and picking up her purse left the house without so much as a backward glance at David.

Carlotta didn't know where to begin to look for her son but she trusted God to guide her to him. How ironic she thought, I trust God to lead me to my son, but had I really trusted God to provide for her and Jose she would not be out here this morning looking for him, he would be safely asleep in his bed.

In the garage Della had made scrambled eggs toast and coffee/juice. Jose, who was quite hungry by this time, as he hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday, was oblivious to the conversation going on around him.

"Della you've out done yourself this is a great meal!" Exclaimed Chico with a smile big enough to bring out his dimples and a twinkle in his dark brown eyes.

"Thank you Chico, just remember it's your and Ed's turn tomorrow, (with a glance at Jose, she continued) and it looks like someone else likes my cooking too."

"Yah Della tomorrow it'll be Cornflakes and coffee with a little bourbon on the side" said Ed.

At the word bourbon Jose looked up from his nearly empty plate.

"Jose, what do you think, our Della is a pretty good cook huh?" asked Chico playfully.

"Yes she is."

"Chico leave the poor boy alone, let him eat, would you like some more baby?"

"No thank you ma'am, I'm full, what time is it?"

"It's 6:30 and please call me Della, ma'am makes me feel old."

"Oh"

Chico saw Jose lower his head, and for a moment he thought the boy was going to cry, before he had a chance to question him Ed broke the silence.

"Well Chico it's time we got down to work, Andy will be opening soon, thanks for the breakfast Della." As they were rising from the table their plates in hand they were greeted with a familiar sound. "Stick out your can cause here comes your garbage man."

"Good mornin Ed, Della, Chico, and who do we have here, well if it isn't Joey from the other day, how's it goin little man them fellas chasin you today, they ought to have their can's kicked."

"No I ain't seen em today," said Jose as he slowly and painfully got up from his chair.

Jose hated to leave, he knew it was too soon to go home, mama's husband probably wasn't even awake yet. Where was he to go, what was he going to do?

Jose was jolted from his thoughts by a voice, it was Chico. "Jose, how did you draw that picture out there? It's great!"

"I-huh I use these."

Slowly and a little apprehensively Jose pulled the chalk rocks from his pocket.

Chico was amazed as he exclaimed, "You drew that picture with a rock?"

"I find them in the alley, I don't got no money to buy regular chalk so I use these, I don't got no paper so I draw on sidewalk or-or walls."

"See you later everybody I have to go complete some paperwork, I'm applying for a loan for a 3rd catering truck, nice to meet you Jose, or Joey, which do you prefer?'

''It doesn't matter to me means the same, thanks for the breakfast I guess I'd better go too."

Chico stopped him, "Joey why don't you stay and finish your picture?''

"Really, but he(pointing to Ed)said I can't do that."

"Aw come on Ed Have a heart, a nice picture like that will brighten up the place.

Ed, who was not known for patience especially where kids were concerned, and Chicano mechanics who should be working, just barked.

"If I say yes will you get to work before it's time to close?"

"Yes Massta" said Chico as he slumped over in his impression of Igor that drove Ed nuts.

"Oh, all right all ready, Chico, get to work and Joey, go draw your picture. Louie are you gonna stand around here all day or do you have work to do?"

"Yes Ed I'm goin I just wanted to tell you we got new folks in the neighborhood."

By this time Jose had left the garage to finish his picture.

"New neighbors huh (said Ed) have you seen them yet?"

"Just their trash, you'd like em Ed, they like bourbon too." said Louie laughing and turning to Chico he said "You missed a great game last night Chico, went into overtime."

"So did we Louie, so did we." said Chico with a big grin. As Louie left the garage Chico turned to Ed and asked, "Hey Ed, do you think Joey could be the new neighbor? He sure seems almost sad and something just doesn't feel right, a boy his age shouldn't be out in the streets alone at this time of day."

"Chico you have a real imagination, now why don't you use it to find out what's wrong with that car?" With that Ed threw a grease rag at Chico.

Although he would never admit it Ed was thankful to have Chico around. He was a good worker, and truthfully, a good friend. Having Chico around helped him not miss Margaret quite so much.

Out at the sidewalk, as Jose was finishing the picture he heard the familiar voice of his Mama.

"Jose, Mi viva, there you are, what are you doing? You shouldn't be drawing on other people's property like that." She tried to sound stern but she was so relieved to find him that she couldn't stay angry, meanwhile hearing voices outside Chico comes around the corner and over to Jose and the woman, Chico suspected her to be Jose's mother.

Chico recognized Spanish so he spoke in kind. "Hola, mi nombre es Chico, como esta?"

"Muy bien Senior Chico, I hope mi nino has done no damage here."

"Not at all, in fact we asked him to have breakfast and then he could finish the drawing, your son is very talented."

As Chico spoke he looked from madre to nino, he couldn't help but notice the big purplish bruise she had on her face too.

Carlotta, growing uncomfortable under Chico's gaze was quick to speak. "Oh por favor forgive me, my name is Carlotta Martine-Hendricks, I se you have met my son, Jose."

"Yes we've met 3 times already actually. It's nice to meet you," said Chico extending his hand as he had done a few short days ago, to her son.

"Three times!" exclaimed Carlotta, "I hope you have not been making a pest of yourself Jose."

"No, that's not it at all, he's welcome here anytime he's no trouble at all." Chico was quick to defend Jose, though he didn't know why he had a feeling about the boy, he needed a friend.

"Gracias Senior Chico, if you please I must speak to my son." Without waiting for a reply Carlotta took her son off to the side to speak to him, a few minutes later, they returned.

"Senior Chico, you say my son is welcome, may I burden you to keep him here for the afternoon while I take care of some errands? We are new in town and there is much to do-If you are too busy I will take him with me it's just..."

"No Senora Hendricks that's fine, he can stay as long as you like, you can help me fix the car, can't you Joey?"

Jose could hardly believe his ears, not only did he have a place to "hide" for the day but he was gonna help fix cars!

"I CAN?'' squealed Joey, flashing the first smile Chico had ever seen on the boy.

"Sure you can, let's go tell Ed." Chico extended his hand to Carlotta he smiled and said, "Don't worry about a thing, he'll be fine."

"Gracias" with a quick kiss for her son, Carlotta turned and was gone.

Chico turned to Jose and reached to put an arm around him, but hesitated, and decided not to. "Come on Joey let's see what Ed wants us to do first."

At this Jose stopped in his tracks, "No I don't think he likes me maybe I shouldn't stay."

"Don't worry about ole Ed he doesn't like anyone that's his way, believe it or not he was much worse before he took me in."

"He -I mean you live here, with him?" The look of surprise and shock on the boy's face made Chico roar with laughter.

Chapter 3

As Carlotta made her way down the street, her mood, and her heart felt much lighter than they had in a long time.

Gracias Dios for tu ayuda, and thank you for sending the angel to help me find my son, prayed Carlotta as she made her way to the grocery store.

It took longer at the store than Carlotta had figured as they had run short of so much since David's last paycheck.

Struggling under the weight of her packages, she made her way through the door and to the kitchen where she deposited the bags on the table.

With the house all to her Carlotta found herself humming as she put the groceries away.

Carlotta spent the rest of the afternoon straightening up the house. Last nights disagreement had left her too tired and weary to clean, and Jose needed her attention far more than cleaning up.

My brave little man, she thought, already in his 6 years he had suffered and lost so much. He has had to grow up way too soon. Thank goodness he has found a friend. Senor Chico seemed like such a nice young man, he will be a good role model for my son.

"Chico, go over to Manuel's auto parts, for me would you, I've called in a list of things I needed."

"Sure Ed, we'll be right back," turning to Jose, "Do you want to come with me or stay here?"

"I-I'd like to ride in the truck with you," stammered Jose nervously.

"Come on then vaminos, be back in a few Ed."

They had ridden together for a few minutes when Chico broke the silence.

"How'd you get the bump on your head?"

"I don't know, a fight I guess."

"Did Santos and Raul do that? They were the ones who were chasing you the other day."

No, how long have you lived with Ed?" inquired Jose, wanting desperately to change the subject.

"About two years I guess, I was a street kid who needed a job. Ed took me under his wing, taught me a trade, and gave me a home. He likes to pretend he hates people but down deep he's a great old man. I love him-and I think he loves me although he'll never admit it, I guess you could say we're a family." "We're here. What about you, do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"Nah, it's my mama and me, well David's there but he's no family my mama married him is all."

"Hola Manuel, como esta? Ed sent us here to pick up some things."

"Sure thing Chico I got it all ready for you, will there be anything else for you?"

(Chico turned to Joey) "Why don't you go to the pop machine and get us something to drink, I'll have a root beer, you get whatever you want." And he handed Joey a handful of change.

"Thanks Chico!"

"Oh and better get a soda for Ed to, get him a root beer too."

"Ok Chico."

At the pop machine Joey was retrieving the last can from the dispenser when he heard a voice from behind him.

"So what brings you here stupe?" It was Raul and Santos.

" Not that it's any of your business I'm here with my friend Chico." Jose replied.

Raul sneered and answered, "You got a friend?" As he spoke he gave Jose a shove, which knocked the soda from his hands.

This was too much for Jose to take, he got up in Raul's face and yelled, "You keep your Damn hands off of me and if you don't I'll pound you into the ground!"

"What's going on here?" exclaimed Manuel Garcia, who heard the commotion and came to investigate, followed closely by Chico.

"I will ask one more time and I expect an answer, what is happening here?"

The three boys hung their heads in shame but Santos was the first to speak.

"W-we, Raul and me, we were teasing Jose and he got mad."

"Is this true?"

"Yes sir it is, they pushed me and I dropped all the soda, I bet it got shook up."

"They did, did they? Well boys, you owe Jose here an apology and 3 more cans of pop, what's more, Santos you're grounded for 1 week and Raul, you are banned from the store for the same." With that Manuel Garcia opened the pop machine and got out 3 more root beers.

"You take these for the ones my son ruined, I'm sorry although you are quite the little scrapper," said Manuel.

"Manuel, I can pay for them you don't need . . ."

"Thank you Chico but I don't want my son to be a bully, the money will come out of his allowance, and again (turning to Jose) I apologize for the rude behavior of my son and his friend."

"Well thank you Manuel, sorry for the trouble we better get back before Ed wonders what's happened to us." As they returned to the counter Chico picked up the box, and Jose took the pop.

In the pick up Chico was the first to speak. "Care to tell me what all that was about in there?"

"Are you mad at me?" was all the boy could reply.

"Just concerned, what happened?'' By this time they were pulling up behind the garage. Chico got out and removed the box of supplies from the bed of the truck, as Jose carried the soda.

"Well it's about time you lazy bones got back here," cried Ed in mock irritation.

"We just had a little trouble at the soda machine, hey Ed we got you a root beer."

"Here it is Ed."(said Jose as he handed him the can) "I guess I'd better go now." Jose put his pop down and headed back out the door.

"Just a minute Joey you don't have to leave, I'm not angry besides your mom wanted you to stay the afternoon, I'm sure she'll be back soon."

"Angry? Chico why would you be angry at Joey? I'm the only one who gets mad here." Ed winked as he finished.

"I was bad, I caused trouble today, I shouldn't stay, it's ok if you don't want to be my friend."

"Hey, hey, who said you were bad? Santos admitted that he and Raul started it whatever it was. (coming closer to Jose as he continued to speak) Let's get this straight, you are welcome anytime and I never said I didn't want to be your friend anymore so let's have no more of that kind of talk. Agreed?"

Jose couldn't help but smile he was so relieved that Chico wasn't angry at him.

The three friends sat down to enjoy their soda when Carlotta returned from her errands.

"Hola mi corazon, como esta?" Carlotta carefully placed a kiss on her son's cheek

"I'm fine mama, and Chico bought me a pop, don't worry mama I said thank you."

"Thank you Chico, for the pop and for watching over my son, I hope he was no trouble for you."

"Well now that you mention it..."

"Ed!" Chico was quick to cut him off.

"Excuse me? (questioned Carlotta) I don't believe we've met, I am Carlotta, Jose's mother, and you are?"

"My name's Ed Brown and this is my garage."

"You were saying, did my Jose behave badly for you? He will be punished when we get home if this is so." (She eyed her son suspiciously as she spoke.)

"Oh no" said Ed, "I was just referring to an earlier conversation."

"Yah Ed's right. Jose's been muy bien no trouble at all, please don't be upset with him. Ed just like to joke. (giving Ed a less than gentle poke, he repeated himself) isn't that right Ed?"

That's right I'm always teasing Chico here, after Joey has been around longer he'll realize that, Joey's a good kid." Ed smiled reassuringly at Joey. He felt bad that he almost got the boy in trouble.

"If you are sure, I will take him and we will be on our way. How much do I owe you for taking him for me?"

"Nothing, you don't charge friends." Chico found it difficult to hide his mild irritation at the offer of payment, but he had to remember that she was trying to be kind and show her appreciation.

"Thank you so much our new friends, we will repay you one day for this kindness to my son and I. (turning to Jose she said.) Vaminos mi corazon let's get home before..."

She let the statement fade as she took Jose by the hand.

"Adios amigos," Jose said as they left the garage.

"Ed I can't believe you, I hope Jose doesn't get into trouble."

I know I feel bad, I was just teasing, he's really a good boy."

"Chico, I have to patch this inner-tube would you work On Rudy's carburetor?"

As the two went back to work Ed asked, "What did happen at Manuel's this afternoon Chico?"

"I'm not really sure, Manuel and I never actually saw it but we heard it, at least part of it. Joey was really upset, he told Santos and Raul to keep their Damn hands off of him or he would pound them into the ground!" Chico couldn't keep the astonishment from his voice as he re-told the story. "By the time Manuel and I got to the back of the store Raul and Santos were standing there, and Joey was picking the pop cans up off the floor. When Manuel questioned the boys Santos admitted to teasing Joey, they were the ones chasing him the other day too."

"Chico, oh Chico, mi amore!" called Liz as she entered the garage.

"Liz! Mi mami." Chico walked over to Liz, pulled her in his arms and kissed her. "It's good to see you, I've missed you mi viva."

"Oh Chico my Prince Charming, I just saw you last night, but I missed you too. I'm on my way home now are we still on for tonight?"

"I wouldn't miss it for anything," whispered Chico. "I'll pick you up at 8 ok?"

"I'll be ready my Prince," giggled Liz.

"Oh brother, I need a drink," said Ed as he walked to the office.

David staggered through the yard, bumping into the lawnmower he had neglected to put away as he did. "Aw, Hell who left this damn thing in the middle of the yard?!"

"Jose!" David bellowed, causing a few of the neighbors to look up from their outdoor activities. David stomped and staggered his way into the house, hollering as he went.

"Jose you good for nothin, lazy shit, how come you left the lawnmower sittin in the middle of the yard!"

"I-I didn't."

"Don't sass me boy or I'll give you a beating like you've never had before!"

"I d-didn't mow the lawn, you did."

David backhanded Jose across the face sprawling him out on the floor. "See you're just worthless, I have to do everything around here. Now get out and put that mower away!"

As Jose was putting the mower away, David was still on the rampage in the house.

"Carlotta, what have you been doing all day, this house is a mess. Get me a beer."

"David I wish you wouldn't be so hard on the boy, he is only 6."

"Don't hand me that only 6 crap, why when I was his age I had jobs to do and if they weren't done, I got acquainted with the feel of my dad's belt, yes sir that's what I got!"

David had been drinking so long by this time that he could hardly speak, when Jose returned from the garage his stepfather was struggling to get out of his chair.

"I put the mower away David" whispered Jose. "Good-night mama, good night David." Jose turned to go to bed.

"Just wait a damn minute boy you come mere and git what you got comin!" As he hollered he grabbed Jose by the arm and twisted so the boy was facing him. Just as he had a hand raise to strike Carlotta screamed "Please don't hurt my son, please!"

David gave Jose's arm an extra twist, and shoved him to the floor, causing him to cry out in agony. "Git to bed your ma has something I need!"

Hesitant to leave his mama, Jose stayed where he was. "I said git!" yelled David and as he did he threw the beer can at the frightened boy.

Jose screamed in pain as the beer can, which was half full, made contact with his already bruised forehead. Upon impact the can made a deep cut and blood spattered everywhere!

"Joey! Joey!" screamed Carlotta as she saw the blood pouring from her son. Carlotta tried desperately to break free of David but was unable to escape his powerful grasp.

"'Lotta, you take care of me first!" With that he proceeded to drag Carlotta off to their bedroom, leaving Jose alone, and bleeding.

From where he was Jose could hear his mother's frantic cries for her son. He wanted desperately to go to her but he felt so tired all he wanted to do was go to sleep.

A short while later Carlotta heard loud snoring. David was so drunk that he passed out. Carlotta pushed her drunken husband off of her and tried frantically to pull herself together.

Once out in the living room she ran to her son's side. "Thank God you're still alive, I have to get you to the hospital."

As carefully as she could she picked up her son, who moaned in pain as she did.

She ran for the door, down the steps and over to the car. "He's left the keys in the ignition, good." Carefully, she placed Jose in the front passenger seat and sped to the hospital.

Chapter 4

"Mail Call! Good morning Chico, how are you this beautiful day?"

"Buenos Dias Mable, muy bien, got anything for me today?"

"No Chico, but I do have the usual for Ed."

Chico and Mable looked at each other "Bills" they said in unison.

"Where's my morning paper Mable? You know I like to start my day making sure I'm not dead."

"Good Morning to you too Ed, here are your bills, and your paper. Enjoy."

"Toodle-oo," called Mable as she left.

"Mable take these with you." hollered Ed as he threw the bills in Mable's direction.

"Ed when are you gonna pay these bills?" asked Chico as he picked the mail off the floor.

"Just as soon as I win the publisher clearing house sweepstakes."

"Morning Ed, morning Chico, I hear you woke up on the wrong side of the bed again Ed. I just came to bring you guys some fresh coffee and some of my homemade cinnamon rolls."

"Mornin Della, man you are too good" Chico praised as he inhaled the aroma of the fresh rolls. As Chico and Ed were helping themselves to their breakfast Della spoke again.

"Chico where is your little helper, I haven't seen him around lately?'

"I don't know Della, he hasn't been here for a few days, I hope he comes by again though, he's fun to have around."

"Yea,(said Ed)he's a pretty good kid, for a kid."

"Well Chico let's face it, that's as close to a compliment as Ed can get."

At that moment, Chico, Della, and Ed were greeted with a familiar sound. "Stick out your can cause here comes the garbage man."

"Mornin Louie, what's happenin?" questioned Chico as he and Louie slapped five.

"Nothin much Chico nothin much just trash and more trash, you know I pick up trash all day and I go home to watch a little TV and there's some white dude telling me "You don't need to put up with gray hair anymore use gray-away once a day. (he removes his cap as he continues to speak). Shoot you all know I don't got a gray hair on my head," Louie exclaims with a big grin.

The friends all share a laugh, "Well you enjoy the breakfast, I gotta go pick up truck #3, the loan came through. I'll see ya later"

"See ya later Della and thanks." Chico waved to Della with a cinnamon roll.

Later in the afternoon as Chico was doing some muffler repair, Santos came over.

"Hey Chico!" he called as he entered.

"Yea what is it? Oh Santos what did you need?" asked Chico as he slid out from under the car.

"I was just wondering if you've seen Joey lately? I've been feelin kinda bad about pickin on him and I wanted to say I'm sorry."

"Well I haven't seen him in few days, don't you see him in school?"

"Joey hasn't been in school for two days, I haven't seen him since he left my Dad's store with you on Saturday."

"If I see him I'll sure tell him you're looking for him. Why would you and Raul want to pick on him anyway, he's a nice kid?"

"Aw Chico, I dunno, I didn't want to really, like you say he's a nice kid. Raul just doesn't like him and I guess since I was hanging with Raul," he hesitated, "I been getting into more trouble with Raul. I guess I would rather hang with Joey, Raul too, if he wants, I've been grounded so much in the last two months I'll be lucky if I don't grow roots."

Chico laughed, Santos had always had a way of expressing himself. "I hear you San, if I see him I'll tell him. And if you see him why don't the two of you come by here. We'll have a soda, my treat."

"Cool, see ya later Chico, bye Ed." Ed had just emerged from his upstairs apartment after a short nap.

"Bye, Santos," Ed called after him. "What did he want?"

"He was looking for Joey, seems Raul and Santos have been getting into some trouble.

Santos wants to apologize to Joey, he's hoping maybe they can be friends."

"Well good," Ed bellowed, "then Joey won't need to hang here all the time."

"Ed you know you don't mean that, besides he hasn't been here now for three days."

"Course I mean it, a little, a garage is no place for a boy his age to be hanging around in all day. If he has other friends his own age it'll be better for him."

"Why Ed you ole son of a gun, you do care about Joey," kidded Chico, heavy on the accent as he liked to do when teasing Ed.

"Stop that, what do you think I am, an ogre? Get back to work!"

Carlotta climbed wearily upstairs to check on her son. It had been a long night for both of them. David had broken Jose's arm when he twisted it and it had taken 12 stitches to sew up gash on his forehead.

Jose had needed to be in the hospital overnight to make sure he did not have a concussion, Carlotta had stayed as well.

They had been home almost two days, it was a slow process but Jose was healing nicely, though the nights were uncomfortable for him.

When they returned from the hospital David was nowhere to be found. "He's probably hiding at his friends house, afraid I will call the policia" she thought.

Carlotta knocked softly on the door before entering, she did not want to wake him if he was resting, she just needed to be near him.

When she saw that he was indeed asleep she sat quietly in the chair beside his bed.

She leaned her head back in the chair and closed her eyes as she listened to the rhythm of his breathing.

Joey awoke a few moments later and smiled as he saw his Mother asleep in the chair.

As if she sensed she was being watched Carlotta jumped and moved toward her son as a mother bear would to protect her cubs.

Jose laughed as much as his headache would allow. "Mama you are funny I'm fine."

"How are you mi little angel, do you hurt? Would you like something to eat?"

"No thanks Mama, I'm not hungry, but my head is hurting again."

As she fluffed up his pillow she said, "lie back and rest I will bring you a cold compress." As she was leaving Jose stopped her with a question. "Mama, what day is this?"

Returning to sit on the edge of the bed she had tears in her eyes. "My little Angel this is Tuesday. You were in the hospital overnight and a day, we came home yesterday. Mi nino how you have suffered so because I was afraid to be alone, can you ever forgive me por favor?"

Jose reached up and lovingly stroked his mother's soft but bruised face. "Si Mama, si, but you would never be alone for you have me Mama."

The loving and forgiving words of her son made her weep all the more.

When she had composed herself and was going to get a compress he spoke again, "Mama?"

"Si, mi nino?"

"I miss my friends Chico and Ed, when can I go see them?" His mother smiled, it was good to see her son anxious to visit his friends, alas it was good to see he had friends.

As Carlotta, made her way down the stairs, there was a knock at the door. She opened the door to a police officer and an attractive, well-dressed woman.

"Yes?" Mrs. Hendricks inquired.

"Are you Mrs. David Hendricks?"

"Si Senora, I mean yes, yes I am. How may I help you, oh, por favor, forgive me come in, have a seat."

"Thank you Ma'am."

The two made there way in and Carlotta showed them to the sofa, as she seated herself across the room on David's favorite chair.

"If you please, my son is not feeling well today and I must bring him a compress, when I return I'll get some coffee and we will talk. Excuse me."

Carlotta returned a short time later with a tray of cookies and three cups of steaming coffee.

"Thank you Mrs. Hendricks," her guests responded as they were served. Then helping herself, she took her chair and asked. "How may I help you?"

"My name is Natalie Greene, I am a social worker for Memorial Hospital here in California, did you recently have your son, a Jose Eduardo Martine, into the emergency room?"

"Why yes I did Saturday night, he fell down our basement. Carlotta fidgeted nervously in her seat. She hated to lie she desperately wanted help for her son and yet she was afraid to reach for it, suppose they only made things worse."

"Mrs. Hendricks Jose's doctor, Dr. Stone, is required by law to report any and all suspected cases of Child abuse. That's why we are here, Mrs. Hendricks did you or your husband hurt your son?"

At this Carlotta started to weep. "No, I would never hurt Jose he is my life, David-he is my husband although not Jose's father. I was a widow when we met. He gets mad at times but I know he wouldn't, I mean he doesn't," weeping bitterly she was unable to continue.

"We're sorry to upset you but we must understand what happened to your son. We know you don't want him hurt. May we see your son for a moment?"

"He's to rest but yes you may see for a few minutes, this way please" Carlotta dabbed the tears from her eyes as she went. She did not want Jose to see her tears.

Once upstairs they entered the room "Jose? I am Natalie Greene, may I ask you some questions?"

Jose cast his mother a questioning glance, to which Carlotta simply nodded reassuringly.

"Ok."

What happened to you to bring you to the emergency room?"

"My Mama brought me there." answered Jose misunderstanding Ms Greene's question.

"I see. What I meant was how did you get hurt?"

"I-I fell after I put the lawnmower away, hurt my arm and head," came the reply.

Mrs. Hendricks had very mixed emotions at this point. She was pleased that Jose had told "the Truth" to a point, he did fall down after he put away that lawnmower, but yet she wished he had told the whole truth. Oh what were they to do?

"Did your Mother hurt you?" At this question Carlotta again became emotional and Jose, well he went wild.

"NO MY MOTHER NEVER HURTS ME! SHE LOVES ME! GO AWAY!"

Carlotta went quickly to her son's side, "No, no, mi nino don't be upset, they must check, they only do their job." When her son had calmed down Carlotta turned to the visitors, "I'm sorry please you leave now my son rest." Whenever she was upset, Jose's mother's English was somewhat broken.

"If you please just one more question, and then we will go."

"All right, one more."

"No mama I don't like them, they make you cry."

Taking his face in her hands she said, Jose they want to help. One more question."

"Has your stepfather ever hurt you?" asked Ms. Greene.

Jose lowered his head before speaking. "David doesn't like me and I don't like him."

With that he lay back in his bed and closed his eyes.

"Thank you for your time Mrs. Hendricks, and you too Jose," said Natalie as she and the officer left the room.

It was another two days before Jose, or Joey as Ed liked to call him, was able to return to the garage to visit his friends.

David had returned home the night after the social worker had visited acting as though nothing had happened. He also tended to avoid Jose and dote on "Lotta", as he loved to call her. This of coarse was no surprise to Jose, David always did that -after. Jose was sure that's why his mama always forgave him. She always thought "It will be different this time, I forgive him Jose, so should you."

Jose knew better, it would not change. It never did. Though he was only 6 he knew "The score." He could not, and would not forgive him.

Jose practically ran to Ed and Chico's garage, he was so excited.

"Well, hi th--" Chico was shocked to see a cast on Joey's arm and was temporarily unable to speak. "What happened to you?" exclaimed Chico when his voice returned.

"Oh I fell down." Chico eyed his little friend suspiciously but kindly changed the subject.

"Hey Ed come see who's here!" Chico called as he walked to the office.

"Don't yell I'm not deaf." Ed too was surprised and had to collect his thoughts before speaking. "Well look who finally came by. Thought you got tired of us." Joey laughed.

"No I like you guys." Both Ed and Chico were glad to see Joey smile. Ed, however, couldn't help but recall what Joey's mom had said about punishing Joey if he caused trouble. This gave Ed a feeling of guilt, thinking that his joking remark may have caused those injuries.

Ed was startled from his thoughts when he heard Chico questioning Joey.

"We've missed you, how have you been?"

"Fine, I just fell, was at hospital overnight for my headache, can I stay for a while?"

"Eees your job man," joked Chico. He too had similar thoughts as Ed, was there more to the cast and bandages than Joey was willing to tell.

"Come over here and keep me company while I fix this carburetor, say did Santos find you?"

"Why, does he want to fight me too?" remarked Joey with a bitter tone to his voice. Chico looked at Joey. "Who else wants to fight you?"

"I mean what does he want?"

"He was here a few days ago. Said he hadn't seen you and wanted to apologize for picking the fight with you. Now what did you mean when you said does he want to fight me too?"

"Nothin, I just made a mistake."

Chico put down the carburetor he had been fixing and turned to Joey. "Joey, come here please."

"Why?" came the hesitant question.

"Please just come here, I think we should talk."

Joey did as he asked, but he couldn't look up at his tall friend. Carefully, Chico lifted him up and sat him down on the workbench in front of him. Ed, who had been listening to the conversation, also came over to the workbench.

"What happened to you Joey?" Chico gently prodded.

"I told ya, I fell," he answered, though he was still reluctant to look at his friends.

"Did someone hurt you amigo?" There was no reply. This time it was Ed who spoke.

"Joey, did someone do this to you because I was joking with your Mother about how you behaved the day you were here?"

At this, Joey looked up an expression of surprise on his small face.

"Oh no, Mama believed you when you say I was good for real and she doesn't . . . I mean she would never..."

Chico put a reassuring arm on the small child's shoulder as he talked. "I know you don't like to be touched, but I promise you I will never intentionally hurt you. Did your stepfather do this to you?"

It was a few minutes before Joey could bring himself to speak. There were tears in his eyes when he continued. "I tell you what I tell hospital lady, David doesn't like me, I don't like him. My mama loves him I make no trouble."

Chico could see that Joey was obviously upset and, he suspected, he had been correct. Whatever was happening to Joey at home it was probably at his stepfather's hands. "Joey, we're amigos right?"

"Si, amigos you, me, and Senor Ed."

Chico continued, "Well, friends help each other, they listen to each other. If you ever need someone, or you just want to talk, Ed and I will be here."

"Gracias amigos" replied Joey.

He was relieved to tell his friends about it, even if it wasn't a very complete picture. Just knowing that he had friends he could talk to gave Joey a feeling of safety that he had never known before.

Chapter 5

"Joey, before I forget, I have something for you," said Ed excitedly.

"Something for me?"

Ed didn't answer as he had already left for the office. A few moments later he returned with the biggest pile of paper Joey had ever seen!

"I know how you like to draw and you said you didn't have much paper so I've been saving these for you," declared Ed proudly as he handed Joey the prized paper.

"Muchas gracias, Ed. Thank you! This is all for me?" He questioned with disbelief in his voice.

"No it's for Della to put wall to wall carpet in her office, of course it's for you. You can take it home if you want or you can leave it here, for when you visit," he added quickly.

"It will be a long time to draw again," he admitted, motioning with his broken arm. "But thank you so much Ed. Maybe can I leave some here and take some home?"

"That's a good idea," said Chico, and he continued, "Where did you learn to draw?"

"My Mama, she draws me pictures. She said I do good work for my years and one day I can be an artist. I want to buy Mama a home somewhere without...well my mama teaches me drawing."

With that Joey put the paper down on the workbench and picked up 1/2 the pile again.

"I better go guys, Mama says 'Don't be gone long you need to rest.' She worries all the time."

"Well here, you have your hands full and you must be a little tired why don't you let me give you a ride home? Ok, Ed? I'll be back in a few"

"Chico stop at the drug store on the way back and get me a TV Guide will you? Roy Rogers and Trigger are on the cover this week," Ed called after them.

"Sure thing Ed, happy trails to you." Chico mocked at his friend.

"Stop that!" Ed picked the pile of paper off the workbench and returned it to the office.

A few minutes later Chico and Jose were parked in front of Jose's house. There, just ahead of Chico's truck, was David's car. Jose hesitated a moment before opening the door of the truck.

"Do you want me to go in with you?"

"Would you?"

Almost before Jose had time to ask Chico had his door open and was out of the truck. Jose smiled as he got out and together they walked to the house.

When Jose opened the door he saw David sitting in his chair, a beer in hand and the television blaring.

"Mama, I'm home," he called

"Hey kid yell a little louder I don't think the neighbors heard ya," snarled David.

Carlotta emerged from the kitchen drying her hands on a towel.

"Hello Senor Chico, nice to see you again, this is my husband David." She said as she pointed to him. It was at this time he got up from his chair and offered a hand to the young mechanic.

"Hi, yes, we already met a week or so ago in your garage. I must apologize, I was less than courteous, a bad day you know. I see you brought our boy home, I hope he wasn't any trouble sometimes ya gotta be firm to keep him in line."

Chico had to bite his tongue, he didn't want to make trouble for Jose, however, he was spared the effort of conversation with this man when Jose spoke up.

"Mama look, Ed and Chico gave me paper so I can draw," with slight hesitation he added, when my arm's not broke no more." Jose thought if he talked about them giving him the paper in front of Chico maybe there would be no fight about it later.

"How thoughtful of them, did you say thank you?"

"Yes several times." Chico interjected, "Jose is a very good boy, you can be proud." He couldn't help but add the last statement for David's benefit

"Well what say you stay for supper and we can watch the game and have a few beers?"

Chico may have liked to stay for supper but he had absolutely no intention of drinking anything with this man. He was not a drinker himself and he would not be a party to helping David get more drunk than he already was.

"Thank you for the kind invitation, but I really can't stay. I have a stop to make for Ed before the store closes," he responded politely.

Before leaving he extended a hand to Mr. Hendricks, than Mrs. Hendricks.

"Stop over to the garage anytime Joey, you're always welcome," he called over his shoulder.

"Bye Chico, thanks for the ride and all the paper!"

A short time later Chico returned to the garage, Ed's TV Guide in his hand. "Man, you wouldn't believe that Mr. Hendricks, Ed (handing the TV guide to Ed) it's almost as if he looks for things to find fault with Jose for, he says you gotta keep him in line. No offence Ed, but I used to think you drank too much but this guy, not even 6:00 o'clock yet and he's half crocked."

"Gee that's too bad, you know when Joey was here earlier today I couldn't help but feel guilty about the way I was joking the other day. When I saw that cast and those stitches, well..."Ed was choked up and couldn't go on.

"Well," said Chico, "at least we know there's a problem now. We can be here if Joey and his mother need us and hope we can help."

Della came over later that evening to collect the rent and found two very discouraged men moping around. "Well what have we here, if it isn't the Sunshine boys, what's eating you fellas?"

"You came over," barked Ed.

"Listen Ed you keep talking like that and I'll raise your rent," retorted Della.

To an outsider hearing an exchange like that, one would think Della Rogers and Ed Brown hated each other. Like Chico and Ed, Della and Ed were friends, though both were too stubborn to admit it.

"Here's the rent." Chico handed the money to Della and turned to Ed. "I'm beat. If Liz calls would you tell her I'll call her tomorrow?" Ed just nodded. "Thanks Ed, goodnight Ed, goodnight, Della."

"Goodnight," they called in unison.

"Poor Chico, he looks tough, is he sick?"

"No he's just got a lot on his mind tonight," replied an equally worried Ed.

"Well I won't keep you, I'll see you tomorrow-if there's anything I can do you will let me know won't you Ed?"

"Yes Della, thank you."

A couple of days later Chico and Ed were surprised to see Joey and Santos come running into the garage together.

"Hey Chico (called Joey) me and Santos are going to the playground, if Mama comes by will you tell her for me?"

"Sure thing kiddo, where is your Mama?"

"I don't know I think she's working, David's not, so she does. Hey Ed can I have the bottles in your office? If you don't want them I mean. If you take them to the city recycling you get .25 a pound."

"Yea, just don't let me catch you with the full ones or I'll recycle your behind."

Joey and Santos laughed. "Ed, your funny."

"Hey Joey, if you save cans too, there's a pile in the storeroom at our store. Let's go get em." The boys followed Ed into his office to retrieve the bottles. When they returned Joey told Chico. "I guess we're goin scouting for cans and bottles instead, is it ok if I check in here today, I'm sure mama will know where to find me."

"Sure you can, good luck scouts, and hey, stop by later for lunch we'll grab some burgers and fries!" Chico called after them.

"It's good to see them having fun," observed Ed as he and Chico watched the boys run off.

"Ed are you getting sentimental on me man?" Chico ribbed him.

"Are you getting anxious to get acquainted with the unemployment line?" Ed retorted.

Later that same afternoon Della came by.

"Hi fellas. Hi Chico, I hope you're feeling better. You sure looked tough when I was here the other night."

"Did you ever think maybe that's because YOU were here," said Ed

"Ed!" scolded Chico. "Yea Della thank you, I'm feeling much better. I just needed some sleep."

"I have some ham and cheese sandwiches on my truck, they're fresh today but I don't want to keep them over, would you like them for lunch?"

"No thanks Joey and Santos and I are going to get some burgers and fries later."

"Oh I see my foods not good enough for you."

"That's not it," apologized Chico, "I promised the boys."

"I know, baby, I'm just teasing, how about you, Ed? You care for ham and cheese with me?"

"Well I've lived this long I guess I can take a chance, sure."

"Very funny, Ed, very funny." Della went to get the lunch as she was gone the boys returned more than ready to eat.

"Hi boys, I'm almost done here and then we can go, what do you feel like eating?"

"ANYTHING," chimed the two boys together. Chico laughed.

Della returned with lunch for her and Ed. "Hey there, babies (referring to Santos and Joey) how are you? It sure is hot today. Joey what on earth happened to you sweetie?" inquired Della.

"Uh nothin I just fell, broke my arm."

"What a shame and in this heat, I was just going to tell you, they're turning the hydrant over by Shirley's bakery on at 1:00 today but you can't hardly get that wet," (pointing to the cast on Jose's arm.)

Joey turned to Santos and said, "You can go on if you want I'll find something to do."

"That's ok, I can wait till you get that thing off, 'sides we didn't go to the play ground yet."

"What say we eat some lunch first and then we can figure something out," prompted a very hungry Chico.

"Yea!" exclaimed the boys, and Santos continued as they walked down the street, "Maybe after we eat we can go to Rudy's bar and see if he has bottles we can have."

"Nah, I don't go over there, I'd rather go to the playground."

At Anita's the three friends talked and laughed over their lunch in air-conditioned comfort. Once outside again they were hit full force with the heat.

"Man it's hot out today!" exclaimed Chico as he wiped beads of sweat from his brow with his forearm.

"Joey, would you feel bad if I went through the hydrant after all?"

Before Joey could answer, Chico piped up, "I've got an idea!"

When they got to the garage Della and Ed were finishing up their lunch as well. "Della have you got any empty bread bags?'

"Yes I think so, why?"

"Could I have one please?" Chico was grinning from ear to ear.

"Sure, I'll be right back."

"What are you three up too?" Ed inquired suspiciously. All Joey and Santos could do was shrug their shoulders, while Chico, grinning, said, "You'll see."

A few minutes later Della returned carrying 2 bread bags. "Here you are baby."

"Hold out your arm Joey, I want to see if this works."

Very carefully Chico pulled the bread bags over the cast and tucked the edges of the bags into the end of the cast.

"There, that oughta do the trick, just be a little careful and you shouldn't have any trouble." Chico stepped back and beamed with pleasure at his invention.

"Hey, cool Chico! Let's go Joey I'm meltin!"

Joey was hesitant, "I don't have a suit," he said rather sadly.

"No one wears a suit to go through the hydrant, we wear our clothes, they dry. Now let's go before they turn the water off."

"Have fun sweeties!" Della called after them.

"That was a wonderful idea Chico. It's too bad he broke his arm it must be miserable in this heat."

"HE DIDN'T break his arm Della," declared Chico with a touch of anger rising inside him.

"But he said-"

Chico cut her off. "His stepfather did it!"

"Take it easy Chico it's not Della's fault." Ed stepped in to calm things a bit.

"I'm sorry Della, I know it's not your fault, it just makes me mad, how could anyone hurt a child? Chico was almost shaking as he looked to Ed and Della for the answer. Tears forming at the corner of his eyes.

"Chico I don't want to upset you further, but did you actually see his stepfather hurt him? That's a pretty serious accusation."

"Chico talked to Joey about it a couple of weeks ago, and while he wouldn't exactly admit that's what happened, he did say that David, that's his stepfathers name, doesn't like him and he doesn't want to make trouble for his mom."

"Oh that poor dear boy," Della wailed with emotion.

"No wonder you've been so upset lately," she said to Chico. "If there's anything I can do let me know, I'd better go and get the trucks ready for the afternoon deliveries, I'll see ya later boys." With a wave she was gone.

"Ed I'm sorry I lost it before, is it alright if I take a walk to cool off?"

"That's ok Chico, it upsets me too but age makes you handle things differently, go ahead. I can handle it till you get back." Ed rested a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Just do me a favor, try not to get to emotionally involved in this or it'll tear you up inside." Chico nodded, and left.

It wasn't long into his walk when Chico found himself standing in front of Rudy's bar.

The way he was feeling right now, if he were a drinking man Chico would have gone in to tie one on. While he was standing there he thought about Joey collecting bottles and cans.

Chico went into the bar. It was dark and dreary. He walked up to the bar "Chico-Chico Rodriquez what are you doing here?" questioned the very surprised bar owner Rudy Martinez.

"Hey Rudy, I wanted to ask you a favor, could you please save the empty cans and bottles for me?"

"I suppose so, what's the matter my friend did Ed go to far and you quit so you need the money? I'm surprised you stuck it out this long," the bartender joked.

"No Rudy, I'm gonna save em for a friend- Ed's the one that's stuck with me amigo."

"Ed's a lucky guy."

"That's what I tell him," joked Chico in his accent. As he turned to leave a voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Hey you, I know you from some where!" Chico turned around and in the dim light of the bar he saw David Hendricks, Jose's stepfather.

"Excuse me, were you talking to me?" asked Chico coolly.

"No I was talking to the cigarette machine behind you, course I was talkin to you."

"Oh, well I was confused, you see my name isn't hey you it's Chico," replied Chico as he walked toward Mr. Hendricks.

"Par done mmeeeee (slurred David) Have you got time for a drink now?"

"No thank you I've got to get back to work."

"Oh I see you're just to good to drink with the likes of me huh?"

"That's not it all I just don't drink." Chico again turned to leave and was stopped when Mr. Hendricks continued to spout off, this time about Jose.

"I hope that little spic stepson of mine isn't robbing you blind while you're here, you gotta be on that kid all the time, sneaky little shit."

Chico turned and got right up in Mr. Hendricks face. "You don't know how lucky you are, you've got a good kid there and all I've got to say to you is if you ever..." Chico wasn't sure how to finish off that sentence, he only saw the guy occasionally, Jose and his mom had to live with him. He couldn't make more trouble for them by spouting off.

Instead he said, more calmly than he felt, "The correct term is Chicano not spic," and with that he left.

He was back to the garage before he felt somewhat calm again. Chico hated the way that man made him feel. It reminded him of the hatred he felt at his own Father for leaving he and his mother all those years ago. It wasn't until last year that Chico discovered the truth, that he was hidden from his father by his mother's family because they believed he was a bum, that Chico was able to let go of all that hatred and feel love and respect for his long absent father.

Now here was this man with a wonderful family and he was destroying it with drunkenness. And he was drudging up all these old feelings in Chico.

Upon returning to the garage Chico was surprised to see Mrs. Hendricks.

"Hello Mrs. Hendricks, how are you today?" he asked politely.

"Fine thank you, I thought my son would be here. When I arrived Mr. Brown told me that he is playing at the hydrant?"

"Si, every once in a while they turn the hydrants on so the neighborhood kids can cool off."

"Oh but Jose has a cast . . ."

Before she could continue Jose and Santos came rushing in. When Jose saw his Mom he ran over to her. "Mama! I ran through the fire hydrant. Chico fixed this for me!" exclaimed Jose excitedly as he displayed his cast protector for his mother to see.

"Oh and Mama this is my friend Santos!"

As the two boys stood there Ed hollered "Look at you two goofballs, you're dripping all over the floor!"

"Ed would you take the boys upstairs and get them some towels?" Ed was about to protest to this request but the expression on Chico's face told him he had something to discuss with Joey's mom.

"All right you drowned rats, march!"

Chico offered Carlotta a seat. As he was thinking about how to approach the subject she started the conversation for him.

"I know you wonder what happened to my son."

"Yes, I was."

"I must ask first, what has my son said?"

"He said he fell."

"I see, I don't know why, but I feel I can trust you. Jose did not just fall," Carlotta choked out her next words, "he had help."

"I don't know what to do-I'm glad my son has friends here." She was unable to say more because the troops were returning from upstairs.

"Joey I gotta get home I'll see ya later ok?" said Santos, "And Chico thanks for lunch, and Ed for the towel. See ya guys."

"Yes, we must go to son, I have to work another shift. I have time to get you some supper and put you to bed before I go."

"Put me to bed! Mama not in front of my friends, besides it's early yet," Jose objected.

"Don't argue, it's better that way, vaminos! -Thank you for caring Senor Chico, Senor Brown."

Jose turned and much to Chico's surprise he gave he and Ed each a hug. "Thank you Chico for lunch and for helping so I could go "swimming today, and Ed for the towel and the empty bottles." He turned to his Mother and as he reached into his pocket he said, "That reminds me, here Mama this is for you I got cinco dollars from the bottles today!"

"Jose this is your money, you worked hard, you keep it," his mother insisted.

"No Mama you work hard too, this is what I can help with it's yours," insisted Jose.

"Very well, let's go son, and thank you both." (to Chico and Ed)

"Uh, wait!" called Chico. "If you have to work tonight why don't we all eat here this evening and if you like Jose can stay the night with us, that way you won't need to worry."

"I could never let you do that we have imposed on your generosity enough."

"It's no problem really. We have plenty of room and Ed and I were just gonna order pizza anyway, right Ed."

"Yea, you two are more than welcome to stay, and Chico has a hide-a-bed in his room over there."

"Please, Mama, can we please," pleaded her son.

"Well, if you're sure?"

"Positive," Chico reaffirmed.

"Well, I'll just run home and get a few things, night clothes and fresh clothes for tomorrow."

"Great we'll order the pizza while you're gone, what do you like?"

"Anything you prefer is fine. I'll be right back." By the time Carlotta returned the pizza had just arrived. "Here at least let me set the table and get things ready,(turning to Jose she said)go get out of those clothes before you get sick please." It wasn't long before the table was set and they were ready to eat.

"If you don't mind, I would like to say the table prayer," requested Carlotta.

"Yes, I, uh, that would be fine," Ed replied nervously. Ed was rather famous around the neighborhood for "talking" to God but it had been years since he had actually prayed. The new friends joined hands as Carlotta began to pray.

"Dear Heavenly Father, We humbly thank you for another beautiful day, good food, and for the special blessing of friends who care, Amen."

"Amen" answered the three.

They ate Pizza, sausage, pepperoni, extra cheese and anchovies. Before too long it was time for Carlotta to return to work, before leaving she said, "Are you sure this is ok?"

"Aw Mama you promised."

"I wouldn't have offered if it wasn't, please don't worry he'll be fine," Chico tried to assure her.

"Here is the number where I can be reached, and some Tylenol in case he needs at night, for his arm." She turned to Joey and added, "You be a good boy, do as you're told and I see you tomorrow. Oh and don't forget to say your prayers. I love you my son."

"I love you too Mama, I'll be good, don't work so hard." They kissed good night and Carlotta left for work feeling much more relieved about working this second shift at the nursing home than she felt earlier. Carlotta felt almost guilty about being glad that Chico offered a place for her son to stay the night. She knew he would be safe . . . for tonight anyway.

It was a few hours later, after the dishes were done and TV time when Chico declared, "Bedtime kiddo, we have a lot of work to do tomorrow and a sleepy mechanic is a bad mechanic."

In Chico's room, he set up the hide-a-bed while Joey got into his pajamas.

As Chico put the last blanket on the bed Joey came from the bathroom in his pajama's carrying a teddy bear. "My Papa gave him to me when i was born," Joey told him as he showed his friend the bear.

"Cool, I still have the one my Mom gave me too, see it's on the shelf up there," he pointed.

"All set?" Chico asked.

"Yep. Chico?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks for lettin me stay. Can I tell you a secret?"

"Sure, that's what friends are for."

"I hate to stay home with David when Mama works, specially when he's between jobs."

"No problemo amigo anytime."

For the second time in a day Jose hugged Chico, and as Chico returned the hug he couldn't resist the impulse he gave Jose a kiss on the top of his head.

"Well you better get to bed, remember, a sleepy mechanic (is a bad mechanic)" they laughed as the completed the sentence together.

As Chico closed the door to his room Ed was there waiting for him "Is there some reason why you all but insisted Joey stay the night here?"

"You don't mind do you Ed?"

"Stop answering my questions with questions of course I don't mind I got used to you I guess I can get used to anything, now what's going on?" he demanded.

"Be quiet you'll wake the boy, well today when I took a walk I stopped in at Rudy's to see if he would save bottles for me to save for Joey."

"Well what does that have to do with him staying the night."

"I'm getting to that, as I was about to leave the bar again Mr. Hendricks stopped me.

We had a few words, (Holding up his hands as if to ward off any interruption, Chico continued.) I kept my cool, the point is he was in a very bad mood and at 4:00 in the afternoon he was already well on his way to drunk. When I heard Joey's mother say she had to work tonight I just didn't think he ought to be alone with his step-dad."

"I think your right Chico, well I'm going to bed see ya tomorrow.

"Sleep well Ed."

Chapter 6

Chico was awakened from a sound sleep, he turned to check the alarm clock. It read 3:00 am.

He rose from his waterbed and headed for the hide-a-bed. "No, stop, Mama!" Chico turned on the light and sat at the edge of the sofa bed, as he did Joey sat bolt-upright screaming, "MAMA!"

Chico tried to take the terrified boy in his arms but as he touched the child Jose tensed and screamed all the more "No, Don't hurt, Don't Hurt!" "Joey it's me, Chico no one is gonna hurt you." He tried again to console the boy and this time was able to pick him up and hold him while they talked. Joey was sweaty and shaking with fear.

"Mama, I want Mama, is she ok? He was going to kill her!" Jose was sobbing hysterically, "I saw him he was going to kill her, where is Mama?"

"Your Mama is working Joey, remember, she's at work. You're safe here with me and your mom is safe at work. No one is gonna hurt her." As he spoke he continued to try and soothe the worried boy.

"Do you want to tell me about it?" asked Chico, "sometimes it helps to talk about it."

"David was mad at Mama, he had a knife and he was backing her up to the basement." Joey's tears began anew at the memory.

"It's ok Joey, I'm here," Chico comforted. By this time Ed had also been awakened by the frightened child, and there was a knock on the door of Chico's tiny home.

"Come on in Ed."

"What is it? What happened?"

"Joey just had a nightmare, I think he'll be fine Ed."

"Well I'm up I may as well make us some warm milk."

"Thanks Ed." Ed quietly closed the door and went to the kitchen.

"I woke up when she fell into the basement."

"It's all over now, you're awake now. It was just a bad dream."

As his sobs quieted Joey spoke again, "I'm sorry I-I I'm sorry Chico I didn't mean to wake everybody."

"There's no reason to apologize. Everyone has bad dreams, it can't be helped. Heck I still have them myself once in a while and I bet Ed does to. I think nightmares come to help us appreciate the good dreams, how are you doing, you feeling better now?"

Joey nodded his head, at that moment Ed arrived with a cup of warm milk for everyone. Chico took one for himself and was taking another for Joey when Ed stopped him. "Uh oh not that one, take this one, that one's mine I put a little extra relaxer in that one."

"I see," Chico took the other mug and helped Joey, who was still shaky, take a sip of his milk.

"There now how was that?"

"Thanks, I never had that before." He was able to take a couple more sips.

"Do you think you'll be able to go back to sleep?" asked Ed.

Joey was feeling sleepy and could only nod his head. "That's good," replied Chico as he got up from the bedside and helped Joey get settled. "Thanks for the milk Ed I think we'll be ok you go on back to bed."

"Good night then." Ed took the cups and went back to his room up stairs off of the kitchen.

"Do you want me to sit with you for a while until you go to sleep? My Mother used to do that for me when I was your age."

"Yea, I'm sorry to be a trouble."

"You're no trouble, I told you before, that's what friends are for. Now close your eyes and go to sleep."

In a few minutes Joey was sound asleep again, and shutting off the light beside his bed Chico went back to bed as well.

Chico woke about 5:30. They opened at 6:30,so he decided to get up now, and turned the alarm off so as not to disturb Joey. As he dressed he gazed over at the sleeping boy. He had knocked all the covers off and his teddy bear was now on the floor as well.

Once he was dressed he reached down and gathered up the bear and the blanket and as carefully as he could covered him up. Then he went to finish getting ready for the day.

Meanwhile Ed was upstairs fixing coffee. As had become a part of their regular morning routine Ed and Chico had coffee together before opening the garage.

As Chico pulled up a chair Ed asked, "How'd the rest of the night go?"

"Fine I guess, I think he slept well enough but I couldn't really get back to sleep. He dreamt he saw his step-dad kill his mama, he backed into the basement and she fell.

I swear everytime he moved after that I was awake."

"Poor kid, well at least it was only a nightmare." said Ed encouragingly.

"Do you want eggs or pancakes for breakfast?"

Before Chico had the opportunity to answer the phone rang. Ed hurried to answer before it woke their houseguest.

"Hello."

"Della you don't need to do that. (There was silence as Ed was listening and nodding his head.)

"Ok Della if you insist, but Joey stayed with us last night so bring enough for three, four if you have time to stay, I've got the coffee on." As he hung up the phone he turned to Chico, "That was Della she's catering a woman's league brunch this morning so she made a little extra for us."

"That's sure nice of her, I guess she's had one too many of your famous breakfasts and took pity on us," joked Chico.

"Shut up you, you're a fine one to talk, if your eggs were any more over-easy they could be arrested."

Chico laughed as he got up from the table, "I'm just gonna check on Joey, and Della should be here I'll let her in."

After unlocking the door he proceeded to his apartment to check on Joey. He was still asleep.

"Good mornin Chico!" exclaimed Della as she entered carrying a casserole dish. He put a finger to his lips to quiet their catering guardian angel.

"Oh I'm sorry, is Joey still asleep or is it Oscar the grouch?'

Chico smiled as he answered, "It's Joey he had a bit of a rough night last night. He stayed with us while his mom worked a double shift and he dreamt his step-dad killed his mom."

"How terrifying for him, thank goodness you were there for him."

"Tell me about it, it took about 45 minutes to an hour before he was settled enough to go back to sleep. Here let me take that for you, I'll set the table down here so I'm close by when Joey wakes up, just in case."

Chico took the dish and set it on the table in the "waiting area" where Chico's old van used to be.

"I'll stay here and listen for Joey if you want to run and get the plates and Ed, I suppose he needs to eat to keep up his strength for grouching all day, oh and I can't stay the woman's league asked me to eat there."

"Ok Della, thank you. I'll be right down."

At that moment Jose emerged from Chico's apartment, dressed and ready for the day.

"Well good morning baby, your just in time for breakfast, I hope you like ham and cheese croissants."

"Where's Chico?" Jose inquired with a note of panic in his voice.

"It's all right sweet pea Chico just went upstairs to get the breakfast plates, he'll be right down. Almost before she could finish answering Chico was coming down the stairs followed closely by Ed.

"Watch Ed if I fall with these plates we'll be eating right off the table."

"Hey sleepyhead, glad you're up Della brought us breakfast." After putting down the plates Chico walked over to Jose. "Did you sleep well?"

Jose nodded, "I'm sorry I woke you last night," he apologized all the while staring at the floor.

"No problem, I got back to sleep just fine afterward, did you?" Again he only nodded.

"Yea," Ed grumped, "I had to get up to go to the bathroom anyway." At that Jose began to giggle.

"Are we gonna try and eat this breakfast or not I'm sure it won't taste any better if we let it get cold," griped Ed.

"Watch it Brown or you'll be wearing your breakfast, turning to the other two, well you boys enjoy I'll get the dish later," turning back to Ed "choke on it." With that Della was gone.

As the trio sat down for their meal Chico scolded, "Ed can't you be nice, Della doesn't have to cook for us you know."

"Aw she knows I'm only kidding, besides she does the same thing to me."

After breakfast they got down to business, Joey was handing Chico tools as he repaired the brake line on a Chevy, and Ed was patching some inner tubes.

"Stick out your can cause here comes your garbage man!" "Mornin Ed, mornin Chico, slip me some skin. (The friends exchange high fives) mornin Joey, you're here early today, say what happened to you?"

"Louie! Don't you ever stop talking?" yelled Ed.

"I fell," answered Joey

"Joey stayed with us last night Louie, his mom worked a double shift last night so he was here (said Chico) we had a great time didn't we bud?" Chico put his hand down and Joey slapped him five.

"Right Bud" he replied.

Just then Carlotta came into the garage.

"Mama!" he ran to her and, she scooped him up into a big bear hug. "Buenos Dias mi amor." She greeted him as he clung to her. "Were you good Mi corazon?"

"Si Mama, I had fun, now I'm helping Chico." Again he hugged his mother. "Goodness mi nino, perhaps I should work doubles more often!" she lovingly joked.

"You're not are you Mama?"

"No, I was only teasing you, I don't work again till 2-10 tomorrow night." Jose smiled, very relieved to hear that.

"Now be a good boy and go get your things so we can go home."

Before he did Joey turned to Chico, "Chico, I'm sorry I didn't mean I don't want to stay with you when I said that before, I just missed my mama."

"I know Bud and that's the way it should be, but just remember anytime you need a place (pointing to his apartment) you got one, give me five!"

When Joey had gone to get his things, Louie spoke up, "Allow me to introduce myself, the name is Louie Wilson, I'm the local sanitation engineer." He tipped his cap and extended a hand to the lovely woman.

"I'm pleased to meet you, my name is Carlotta Hendricks, my family and I live on 3rd street."

"Good to meet you too, I gotta go garbage doesn't keep you know." Louie laughed out loud at his own pun.

"Oh brother," said Ed, I need a drink after that one." Ed went to his office. Jose returned with the grocery bag of his things. "Thank you Chico, for letting me stay, I'm ready."

"Jose, why don't you go out back and find some of those rocks you use, to draw I want to talk to Chico."

When Jose had left the garage, Carlotta turned back to Chico and inquired, "How did it go, was he good, did he sleep well?"

"It went great, he's a pleasure to have around, he's a very good boy." It was here that Chico hesitated.

"You are quiet, there was a problem, no?"

"No, no problem exactly, I just thought you should know that Jose had a bad nightmare last night. He dreamt that your husband killed you. He was pretty shook for a while but we were able to get him back to sleep."

"I see, yes that has happened before, after . . .well as Jose has told you he and David don't get along, I feel I can trust you, may I tell you something?"

"Sure anything I can do to help."

"After Jose's Papa died, I was so young, frightened, and with a young child, my son was 2 at the time. Well I made a drastic mistake David was so kind, so charming, after we married he began to show his true colors. It saddens me, I make the mistake and mi nino pays the painful price. I have bothered you enough, thank you again for your kindness to me and my son."

As she turned to leave Chico grabbed her arm, "If there is ever anything I can do, please don't hesitate to let me know. And Joey is welcome here anytime day or night."

"Gracias, amigo," she replied as she placed a tender kiss on his cheek.

"We must go, I want to spend some time with Jose before I need to get some sleep. Thank you."

As his mother was sleeping Jose cleaned the house, as good as he could with his arm in a cast, He picked the bottles, and other garbage off the floor, and dusted the furniture. Since he couldn't vacuum or he'd wake his mom he went to the kitchen to see what he could do there.

He starred in wide-eyed surprise in the kitchen it looked as though David had used every dish in the house and they were all piled high in the sink.

Jose wasn't sure how he could do it but he felt he had to do those dishes. His Mom worked so hard and he didn't want her to wake up to a mess like this.

As he ran hot water in the sink and added soap, there was a knock on the door. Jose was surprised and pleased to see his new friend Santos standing on the porch.

"Hiya Joey, wanna go to the playground?"

"My mom worked last night so she's sleeping and I'm cleaning for her, as good as I can," he said as he held up his cast.

"Well if I help ya can ya go then?" Santos offered hopefully.

"I guess so I can leave her a note, come on in." It wasn't long before the two amigos had the kitchen as clean as a whistle. They grabbed a couple of sandwiches and Jose said, "I'll leave mama a note so she won't worry." He couldn't write with his left hand so Santos wrote while Jose dictated and soon they were off to the playground.

Meanwhile, back at the garage Della has returned to pick up the baking dish.

Hi guys. Say Ed I see you're still alive so the croissants can't have been that bad."

"I may be alive but I have terrible indigestion!"

"Chico, where is Joey?"

"His mother came and got him after breakfast."

"Say Chico, I know it's none of my business but I worry about you baby."

"What for Della, I'm fine-fine as wine."

"It's just that, well, you haven't known Joey very long and seem to be very emotionally involved. I just don't want to see you get hurt."

"That's what I've been trying to tell him Della, but you know what they say, you can always tell a Mexican but you..." Chico interrupted him.

"Aw Della thanks but I'm fine, I don't know what it is but I just feel like Joey needs a friend. (And Chico looked at Ed as he finished.) I remember a time not so long ago that someone helped me when I needed a friend."

"Yea and just look at where it got me," returned Ed.

"Say what you want to, Ed but you're just as happy to have me here as I am to be here-sweetie pie hunny baby" followed by smooching sounds from Chico.

"STOP THAT!" Della laughed at the friendly jokes but she was still concerned and wasn't about to let the matter go that quickly.

"I'm serious baby you may not be fully aware of the situation and it could be hard, on you as well as Joey, I can see that he is already very attached to you. Be careful."

"Ok Mom I will"

"Don't you sass me Chico. I tell you this for your own good. Well I need to get back to work, I'll see ya later."

"Oh my God," exclaimed Ed loudly, "the world must be coming to an end Della and I agree on something!"

"So you don't think I should help Joey either?" asked Chico defensively.

"We didn't say that we just want you to be careful for both your sakes, don't be so defensive about it, I'm just as concerned as you are but I've lived enough to know that sometimes you have to approach things with a certain amount of caution."

"I guess you're right Ed, I'm sorry for popping off." Just then the phone rang, Chico ran to answer it.

"Ed Brown's garage, this is Chico."

"Liz, mami, hi no I didn't forget about our date, I'll be by at 8:00. I love you to Mami I'll see you at 8:00." After he hung up he turned to Ed "Santa Maria! I can't believe I forgot about my date with Liz tonight!"

"See, that's what Della and I have been trying to tell you. You're so caught up with Joey that you're forgetting the rest of your life."

"All right Ed you made your point don't beat me with it."

At the playground Santos and Joey were spinning the merry-go-round when they were interrupted by a familiar voice behind them.

"So if it ain't Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee!"

"What do ya want?" sneered Santos.

"Nothin I just hanging and thought I'd come see what my good friend San was up to. (Pointing at Joey) What ya hang with this geek for?"

"Oh lay off man. He's a nice guy."

"Nice guy huh, you know what they say about nice guys don't ya?" with that Raul threw the basketball he was holding, at Joey and it hit him in the face. Santos looked over at Joey and there was blood running down his face. The ball had hit him squarely causing a nosebleed.

"That's it man, let's git him." Santos and Jose jumped Raul! They had him to the ground and were pounding on him with all they had.

Santos was the first to stop, Raul was hollering like a baby "Hey man I give, stop I'll leave you alone."

By this time Jose had worked up quite a head of steam and was wailing on the defenseless Raul.

"Jose! Hey man take it easy we don't want to kill him," Santos said as he pulled his friend off of Raul. "'Sides I think he's had enough, let's go." Before they left Santos turned to help Raul up, "If you want you can hang with us no hard feelings?"

"Git away from me San, and you," he pointed to Jose, "you better watch it I'll get you!'

"Come on Joey let's go home and get you cleaned up." Together the two friends left the playground and Raul standing in the middle of it yelling, "I'll get you!"

It wasn't long before the boys were in Carlotta's kitchen explaining the whole story.

"Jose, I am very colerico with you, thought you know better," she scolded as she held a warm cloth to her son's nose.

"Si Mama, but he started it."

"Si, si Mrs. Hendricks," defended Santos. "Raul started it and to be honest I was the one who kept it going, not Jose."

"Still I do not approve of fighting, Santos I think you should go now and tell your parents. You may come again tomorrow."

"Yes ma'am, I'll see ya tomorrow than Joey."

After his friend left Carlotta spoke to her son. "I am surprised at you, I thought that you would know that hitting someone does not make things better, now you go to your room, you will go to bed without supper. I don't know what else to do, I dare not ground you or keep you from the garage, (Carlotta knew that though her son was of such tender years he knew what she meant by that.) And to spank you is no way to teach you not to hit others, I see no reason to tell David of this, I took care of it, so why cause trouble, now go to your room!"

"Yes mama," came the sad reply.

It wasn't long after Jose went to his room that David returned home, he had found another job in a factory. He worked on an assembly line installing windows in cars.

Carlotta had already decided not to tell David about Jose's fight, since she had handled it herself, but was even more relieved at her decision when she saw David's mood when he got home.

"Boy am I beat, Lotta have we got any beer around here it's hotter than *#*# out there today."

As he sat in his chair Carlotta brought him a beer "Supper is almost ready dear we are having pork roast and mashed potatoes, mixed vegetables and apple pie for desert."

"Where's the kid, 'spose he's been loafin around all day?"

"Actually he has been over to the garage for a while, and he cleaned house for me while I slept after work today."

David and Carlotta talked little as they ate and when the meal was over, David returned to his chair and Carlotta did the dishes.

As Carlotta was putting the last dish in the cupboard there was a knock at the door.

David, who was on his way to the kitchen for another beer answered the door.

When the door was opened David was greeted by a very angry Father.

"Where is your son?" yelled the irate man.

David was taken aback and could only stammer "I-I don't know."

"Well perhaps if you kept a better eye on your son he wouldn't be doing this to other people!" The angry man stepped aside to reveal a boy whose face was black and blue, and it was easy to see that the boy had been crying.

"I'm so sorry, I'll take care of it. Again I'm sorry" David close the door and as he turned Carlotta could see the rage in his eyes, "Where is he?" hollered David.

"That man called him my son, well if he's my son I guess I have to handle this then don't I, I said where is he?"

Carlotta was too frightened to answer but David saw her gaze turn to Jose's bedroom door.

Carlotta followed him to the bedroom pleading, "No I talked to him..."

"Lotta that boy needs a hell of a lot more than a talking to and by God he's gonna get it!"

David threw open the door, Jose jumped off his bed as the door hit the wall.

"Did you beat up another kid today?" he angrily questioned

"ANSWER ME DAMN IT!"

"Yes but..."

David sprinted across the room and backhanded the boy in the face dropping back on his bed. He continued to yell at the boy "You made me look like an ass, I had to tell that guy I didn't know where you were and he said I oughta watch my boy better!

Well 'my boy' watch this." David took off his belt and brought it down on Jose's legs with a loud slap. Tears came to Jose's eyes and he cried, although he tried to do so quietly. Again David struck the boy, but this time it caught him on the tummy as he tried to get off the bed and away from his step-dad. As David was poised to strike again Carlotta grabbed David's arm and the belt fell to the floor. "No more David please, I knew of this and he has already been punished!" pleaded Carlotta again.

"You knew about this and you didn't tell me?"

"Yes, I took care of it, so I saw no reason to worry you."

"Well why the hell did you just stand there and let me look like a fool, when you knew about it and you knew where he was?" With that he slapped Carlotta and she literally flew over the side of Jose's bed. David looked at his family where they lay weeping and spat with disgust, "You two make me sick!" and he left slamming the door behind him.

Chapter 7

Jose got up from his bed and went to his Mother's side, "Mama I'm sorry if I wasn't bad he wouldn't hurt you. I'm sorry."

"No son I made the choice not to tell David what I knew."

"But Mama if I didn't fight you would not need to tell anything, I'm sorry."

The next morning Carlotta woke Jose saying, "Wake up nino today is the day they take your cast off."

Jose got out of bed and hurried as fast as his sore body would allow. "Slow down son, we have time, you must eat first. I made you some oatmeal."

David was seated at the table finishing his breakfast, when he saw Jose he said, "You behave yourself today boy or you'll be sleeping in the street tonight." He got up, kissed Carlotta and left for his new job.

"I'm sorry about the fight yesterday Mama, I be good today I promise."

"I know you will, now eat please so we can go." As she set the bowl in front of him, Jose looked at the bruise on his mother's face and winced.

After breakfast as the pair were walking to the bus stop, Carlotta spoke again. "Perhaps you could stay with your friends at the garage this evening until I return from work," suggested Carlotta hopefully.

The doctor took an x-ray and when he was satisfied that everything looked good he took the cast off.

Once the cast was off he looked from mother to son and back and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No nothing at all Dr. Stone, thank you for your concern," replied Carlotta. As they were leaving his office Dr. Stone called after them, "Be careful now you two, when the weather is this nice I'd rather golf than work."

Chico and Liz had such a nice time together the night before they had decided to have a picnic lunch in the park and catch a double feature later in the day.

"Mi corazon, I have so looked forward to our picnic today," exclaimed Liz as she packed the basket, placing napkins on top before closing the lid.

"Si," said Chico "I'm glad you had these last two nights off from the hospital I've missed you." Chico grabbed Liz around the waist and pulled her to him.

Liz put her arms around Chico's neck and pressed herself more fully into him. Their tongues were exploring each other, Chico pulled himself away exclaiming, ''Mami, we'd better go now before I get so hungry I eat you right here and now!"

"Chico, you say the sweetest things."

Chico grabbed the picnic basket and Liz, the blanket as they left the garage hand in hand Ed called after them, "Just you remember to come back here and not head right to the movies, you still have to work this afternoon."

"Bye Ed, see ya after lunch"

"Bye Ed," called Liz as well.

Ed had just sat down to his own lunch when, "Hi Ed!" greeted Joey. At the sound of an unexpected voice behind him Ed jumped, after which he turned to look at the intruder. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack kid, what are you doing here now anyway, shouldn't you be home having lunch?"

"Gee Ed sorry I scared you I just came to show you and Chico something."

"Chico's not here right now he and Liz Garcia went on a picnic."

"Oh." As he turned to leave Ed stopped him. "Wait a minute, you scared me half to death the least you could do is show me what you came for."

Joey came into the office and stood next to Ed, "You notice anything different?"

Ed surveyed the boy up and down sat back in his chair, "Now, let's see, you got a haircut."

"No."

"You grew 2 inches since you were here yesterday?'' joked Ed.

"No, I got my cast off this morning!"

"You did, let me see,(he took Joey's arms and held them out for closer inspection, "So you did, well good for you I bet that feels a lot better."

"I'll say, do you think Chico'll be here soon?"

"That's hard to say, they just left, you can wait around till they come if you want, I don't mind, oh your drawing paper is over there. I'm sure they'll be back before too long, Chico still has work to do."

While Ed finished his lunch Joey sat at the table opposite the desk and drew pictures.

"It sure is nice to be able to draw again."

Ed just grunted in reply, before too long Chico and Liz returned to the garage, arm in arm, just as they were when they left an hour ago.

Joey was so excited to see his friend return that he ran from the office.

"Hey Chico, you notice anything different?" the boy wondered, he stood there smiling at Chico, waiting for him to figure it out.

"Ay, si, you got your cast off, that's great my friend!"

"Yea just this morning." Joey looked from Chico to Liz.

"Joey have you met Liz? This is my girlfriend Liz Garcia, Liz this is my good friend Joey Martine."

"Mucho gusto, Jose," said Liz as she offered her hand to the boy.

"Mucho gusto senorita Liz," returned Joey

"Hey man, are you trying to steal my senorita?" Chico questioned, pretending to be jealous.

"Well it's about time you lovebirds got back here, if you think Joey and I are gonna work while you to play, think again."

"Don't worry Ed I was just leaving, I'll see you later my love."(Liz kissed Chico and turned to Joey) "Adios cutie pie, ooh you're so cute I could kiss you."

Jose put his arm out to fend off any possible "attack". "Don't go there, no offense but, yuck!"

Liz, unoffended, laughed, kissed Chico again and left "I'll see you at 7:30," calling back as she did.

"You goin somewhere tonight?" asked Joey.

"Liz and I are going to a double feature tonight, I'm going to change into some work clothes I'll be right back Bud."

Joey jumped up onto the workbench near where Ed was busy working on a carburetor.

"You sure clammed up in a hurry what's wrong?"

"I was gonna ask Chico something and now I can't."

"For crying out loud kid he just went to change clothes in the other room he didn't go back to Mexico," chided Ed.

"No, I mean I was gonna ask him something . . ."

"You were going to ask who what?" Chico inquired as he came from his apartment.

"Munchkin here wants to ask you something," replied Ed.

"What did you want to ask me?"

"Nothing, it's ok I gotta go."

"Wait just one little minute, said Chico as he turned Jose around to face him. "What do you want to ask me?"

"Nothing, really."

"I don't believe you, now spill it."

"You're going out, don't worry about it, I can stay home."

Oh I see, your mom is working tonight, right?"

"Yes sir, just until 10 it's ok, I'll see ya tomorrow."

"Now wait a minute, just because Chico won't be here doesn't mean you can't stay with me, I yell but I won't hurt you," scolded Ed.

"You mean I can stay here with you?"

"I guess so just don't yak my ear off."

"See now that wasn't so hard, was it," said Chico, very relieved that Ed had offered to let him stay. He didn't want to break a promise to Joey when he needed him.

"Thanks Ed, I'm gonna go tell mama, I'll be back later, see ya later Chico, have a nice date."

"Ed, man, thanks for offering to let Joey stay with you. I can call Liz and cancel if you want me to."

"What's the matter with you, don't you think I can sit with a little kid for a couple of hours?" demanded Ed.

"It's not that, it's just that I was the one who offered him a place to stay so I feel I should be here."

"Look kid, if I didn't want him here or if I had something better to do, like a date myself I wouldn't have offered, but it's not going to kill me to have the little fella here for a few hours, now get to work before your replacement comes back."

Joey was back a short time later and he had a deck of cards. "I thought we could play some card games if you want."

"Do you know how to play poker kid?"

"No but you could show me."

"Ed, you can't teach a 6 year old to play poker, his mother would kill you."

Chico looked at Joey, he had been so distracted by Liz that this was the first time he had really looked at Joey. "What happened to you?"

"I got hit with a basketball yesterday." Chico wasn't sure if he should believe Joey or not and the boy must have sensed his uncertainty. "Really I did, Santos and I were at the playground yesterday and Raul came over, he talked for a little bit and the next thing I knew smack (Joey demonstrated with his hand to his face.) The ball caught me right on the nose, blood everywhere, you shoulda seen it."

It was then that Carlotta came to say goodbye on her way to work.

"Ill see you at about 10:30 Jose, and you be good, no more fights if you find that Raul, in fact if you do see him I expect you to apologize. Thank you again Chico for watching my son."

"Well actually Ed is going to be here with Jose, I had already made a date for the evening, it's no problem though he can stay with Ed. I just didn't want you to think I was putting something over on you when you come to get him tonight and he's with Ed." Carlotta understood from Joey that Ed liked to drink and she wasn't sure she wanted her son left in his care either, with Chico there it was one thing but alone.

"That's very kind of you Ed but . . ."

"But nothing, Joey and I will be fine here, see he's got some cards, and paper to draw. I have a daughter Sharon and she grew up just fine. Joey can stay with me, I have the number of the home and I'll call if we need anything, come on Joey let's get a root beer." (Ed and Joey went upstairs.) "Bye Mama I be fine." And with that he disappeared.

"Mrs. Hendricks, I get the feeling that you'd rather Joey not stay here alone with Ed?"

"Joey, as you like to call him, has told me Ed drinks, though not like David, surely you can understand my concern."

"Yes ma'am I can, but you must understand, Ed drinks when and because he misses his late wife. He took me in when I needed a place. He's been like a Father to me, I love him, and I trust him. I know he would never hurt Joey. If it would make you feel better I'll cancel my plans."

"Oh no Chico, I can't let you do that, you have been more than kind to us, Joey really loves you and Ed, he is terribly afraid of David, I guess if there were reason for my concern Jose would not be so eager to stay. And thank you for setting me straight about your 'Papa'."

"Are you ok?" asked Chico, as they talked he noticed a faint bruise on the side of her face.

"Yes I'm fine why do you ask?"

"Well it's just that I noticed you seem to have a bruise."

"Oh that yes I tried to cover it for work, and angry resident got a little rough the other night when I had to make him take his meds. It's nothing, I must go."

"Good bye, and don't worry about a thing."

"Hey San, Joey's upstairs with Ed having a soda, go on up."

Santos had come by looking for his friend, no sooner had he started up the steps when Joey and Ed emerged from the small apartment.

"Hey Joey, I just came from your place, boy is your dad stewed!"

"He's not my dad don't call him that! Anyway, he's at work."

"No he's not, he answered the door and he could barely turn the knob, chased me off the porch and told me not to come back."

"Gee San, I'm sorry."

"Can you hang awhile, geez Raul really did a number on ya didn't he!" Santos exclaimed as he took a closer look at his friend. "Yea but we sure got him didn't we, you shoulda seen it Chico, we were wailin on him," bragged Santos.

"Hold it fellas, beating someone up is nothing to be proud of."

"Gee Chico, Raul started it, he hit Joey in the nose with his basketball, we was just defending ourselves."

"Still a fight is nothing to be proud of it takes a bigger person to walk away, sometimes you can't but it sounds like you two could have."

"Yea I guess you're right, that's what my Mama said yesterday too," admitted Joey.

"My Dad's got a whole box full of cans let's go get them and take them to recycling, I've got an old wagon," said San.

"Ed can San and I go for a while? I'm staying here till 10:30 or so, so I better check," Joey told Santos.

"Sure, whatever, just check in from time to time." As the two left the garage they saw Della and Louie having coffee, Della had fresh donuts and she offered some to the boys. "Thanks Della. Hey do you have any empty soda cans or bottles we could have?"

"Sure do babies, they're in the basement help yourselves."

The two ventured to the basement and soon returned with a box each of cans and bottles. "Santos, you go get the wagon and I'll wash off these bottles, then we can take em right over to recycling."

"I'll be right back."

"Thanks a lot Della, hey Louie, que pasa?"

"Not much amigo, I can save bottles for ya too, heck I get a lot from ole Ed over here, though not near as much since your friend and mine Chico came along, yes sir I'd say Chico's been good for Ed."

"Chico told me Ed helped him," Joey commented as he washed up his collection.

"Well that's true too, who knows where Chico might have landed if he didn't get a job with Ed, I heard he was one of the toughest street fighters around before he came to work for Ed."

"Really Chico was a fighter?"

"Yep sure was, well time to collect the trash, breaks over, thanks for the coffee and donuts."

Santos came with a three-wheeled wagon and stood by the boxes of cans and bottles.

"So much for my wagon it's only got three wheels," observed Santos.

"Don't give up so easily boys, I'm on my way over to Chico and Ed with coffee and donuts, come on maybe they can fix it."

At the Garage.

"Coffee time! You also have a couple of customers here," added Della

"Chico you got an extra wagon wheel around here, we were gonna haul these to recycling but my wagon broke," asked Santos.

"I'll check in the storage room and see what I can do." A few minutes later he came back with not one wheel but two!

"All right!" yelled the boys as they gave each other five. They sat on the floor beside Chico as he worked on they're wagon.

"Chico?"

"Yea, Bud?"

"Louie said you were a fighter before you came to work here, is that true?"

Santos was surprised. "You were a fighter Chico?" he exclaimed.

"Not that kind of fighter no, and Louie has a big mouth. I'm not proud of it but, yes, I was a gang fighter. Nobody messed with madman Rodriquez. If it weren't for Ed I could be in jail right now."

"Wow, so that's why you don't want Joey and me to fight."

"You got it dude, there all fixed, all it needs now are some pom-poms on the side and a little dog in the back with his head going up and down."

"Thanks Chico, let's go get the stuff from dad."

"Geez Ed I wish Louie wouldn't have told the boys about my fighting," complained Chico, slightly irritated that Louie brought up his dark past to the impressionable little boys.

"You know Louie, well the main thing is you set the record straight and now they know where fighting can get you, working for an old grouch in a run down garage."

"Ed! (scolded Chico)don't talk like that, you have your own business you provide a service to the community, not to mention what you did for me.(He paused a moment before speaking again) I love you Ed." And he hugged his friend.

"Get oughta here."

As Chico was about to get ready for his evening with Liz, Joey returned.

"Here Chico, this is for you, is it enough?"

Chico looked at the small, outstretched hand, it held two dollar bills.

"What's that for?"

"For you, for the wheel for our wagon."

"You don't owe me anything for that, you keep it."

"No way, Santos and I are in business now we have to pay our bills, here this is for repairs to our wagon."

"Well ok since you're businessmen after all, where's your partner?"

"Oh he had to clean his room, he was supposed to do that yesterday, he says when we make it big he's gonna pay someone to clean his room."

"Well it's good to set goals for yourself, I'm gonna get ready for my date we can visit after I shower."

"Ok, I'll go bug Della," replied Joey.

"Hey Ed, I'm going over to Della to give her, her share for the bottles she gave us, be right back."

Della was going over the menu for a wedding supper she was catering the following night when there was a knock on her door.

"Come on in."

"Hi Della, I got something for you."

"You have something for me, (she corrected) what is it baby?"

"Here, this is yours, for all the bottles you gave us this morning, Santos and I are in the recycling business now."

"No thank you baby, I gave them to you they were for you to do what you wanted, keep your money."

"Della, don't you pay for the groceries you get for your jobs?"

"Sure I do sweetie they are my suppliers, they help keep me in business."

"Well, you're our supplier here's your share." And he gave her two dollars.

With that the little businessman was gone. Once he left Della doubled over with laughter. 'Such a serious little thing' she thought to herself and giggled more.

Back across the alley at the garage, Joey went into the office and sat on the desk.

"Ed do you have some spray paint, maybe a bright red, I could buy from you?"

"Why?" asked Ed curiously.

"Santos and I want to repaint his wagon for our recycling."

Going out to the garage, followed closely by Joey, Ed went to the shelf next to Chico's apartment. "I have this 1/2 a can of blue but it's not new you keep your money."

"Thanks Ed!" Joey took the paint and knocked on Chico's door.

"Come on in," called Chico. "Hey Bud."

"Hey Chico, look what Ed gave me, we're gonna paint the wagon when San's done cleaning his room."

"Sounds like you've got a busy evening planned?"

"You really like that girl, Liz?" Joey asked Chico.

"Sure do," said Chico, "I love her, do you like her?"

"She's nice enough, I'd rather hang with San than a dumb old girl though."

"Trust me kid you'll change your mind one day. Someday you'll meet the right girl and fall in love"

"With a girl! No chance, man. Do you kiss her?"

"As a matter of fact I do."

"Yuck. I'd rather kiss a dog than a girl."

"Oh yea? Yuck this Bud." Chico tackled his little friend and began tickling him.

"Oh stop I give I give."

"I'm not kidding pal one day you will like girls." With that he gave Joey a poke in the stomach.

"Ouch!" he yelled before he could stop himself.

"Hey Joey, I'm sorry did I hurt you?" Chico questioned worriedly.

"No, you didn't."

Chico looked at the little boy and sat on the waterbed. "Come here."

The boy did as he was asked, and Chico carefully tried to lift his shirt, but he pulled away.

"I won't hurt you, I want to help if I can, let me see."

Again Chico lifted the boy's t-shirt and he winced at what he saw, there was a long purplish, blue bruise and it looked like it had bled, it appeared to be fresh.

"Cheese and crackers kid, did David do that?"

The boy nodded. "But I deserved it, I was bad, the fight yesterday."

Pulling Joey's shirt down Chico spoke. "Listen to me Joey, never let anyone ever tell you that you deserve to be treated like that, NOBODY has the right to hit people especially a kid, what'd he hit you with anyway?"

"I can't, I don't want to make David mad."

"Joey, I promise I won't do or say anything that will make David mad, I don't want you or your Mom to be hurt."

"After the fight yesterday, Santos and I went to my house and told her what happened. Boy was she mad at us, she sent Santos home and she told me I had to go to bed without supper, said I shoulda known that hitting people doesn't make things good, even if you aren't the one to start it. She said she couldn't ground me, cause she tries to keep us away from each other, and spanking me, she does that when I am bad, is no way to teach me not to hit. I was in my room when I heard yelling, I guess Raul's dad came and told David what I did. He came in with mama behind him. When I admitted that I beat that kid he slapped me in the face. It knocked me down, and then he took his belt."

"I get the idea, you don't need to say more, if you don't want to."

"I got Mama in trouble too." (at this Joey began to cry.)

"What makes you say that?" Chico prompted.

"Mama sent me to bed without supper she took care of it, and didn't tell David about it because she knew, he hesitated a moment, when Mama was trying to stop David, she told him she already punished me, it was over. When he heard that she knew about it and didn't tell him, he slapped her so hard she flew over my bed. It's all my fault, you were right fighting is no good!"

Chico pulled the weeping boy in his arms.

Chico whispered to the boy "It's over now," he pulled Joey up to face him. "What happened to your mama wasn't your fault. Your mama made her decision but most importantly remember this it is NEVER ok for a man to hit a Lady and what David does to you is in no way discipline or punishment, it's abuse plain and painfully simple. Neither of which is ok. What happened was David's fault not yours, he made that choice and it was a bad one. You hear me? It wasn't your fault." Joey nodded. Before they could continue they heard Liz calling.

"CHICO! Mi Corazon! Where are you?"

Chico and Joey exited the apartment to find Liz and Ed visiting in the garage.

"Liz, what are you doing here, I thought I was supposed to pick you up?" he asked before kissing her.

At the sight of the two lovebirds kissing Joey made gagging noises.

Chico turned to look at his friend, Liz only laughed saying "Maybe he wants a kiss too ay Chico?"

"Why yes," answered Chico, "as a matter of fact he was just telling me how beautiful he thought you were." As Liz starts chasing the boy around the garage, trying to kiss him Chico and Ed laughed.

Chapter 7

After Chico and Liz left, Santos came and the boys set out to repaint their vehicle for business.

"Hold it you two, paint it outside, it's dangerous to paint and varnish indoors, fumes you know, I'll get some newspaper to lay under the wagon."

When Ed returned with the papers, the boys got down to business.

"If you need me I'll be upstairs."

The boys had been painting a few minutes when Santos asked, "Was your mom really mad yesterday?"

"Not so bad, I had to spend the rest of the day in my room," Joey answered.

Then Joey took the opportunity to ask a question.

"Did Raul and his dad come over to your house?"

"Nah, why did they come over to your place?"

"Yah, Raul said he was gonna get me, I guess he thought that would do it, did your folks get mad at you?"

"Well my mom was mad, but when I told her Raul started it all she said was thank the Lord you don't spend time with him anymore, my dad he just said now that should be the end of it. Was your step-dad mad?"

"Should we paint the wheels too or not?" asked Joey, ignoring the previous question.

"I don't know partner what do you think?"

"We don't have much paint left maybe we could paint one front wheel and one back wheel, kind of every other one," suggested Joey. He loved to create new things.

"Cool, this is gonna be great, I'm glad we're friends," answered Santos.

"I am too."

"Hey Joey, I'm sorry about the way I treated you before."

"It's ok, we're friends now and besides I've been treated much worse, there, all done."

Manuel Garcia came to pick up Santos a short time later and it was decided to leave the wagon in the garage over night to let the paint dry and after saying goodnights, they left.

"You finished painting? I want to lock up?"

"What if my Mama comes?"

"We can watch TV in Chico's room, we'll hear her knock and let her in, and don't worry about Chico he has a key."

After a couple card games, most of which Joey won, and some television Joey fell asleep next to curled up next to Ed's side on the sofa in Chico's apartment.

When Ed heard a gentle knock on the door he got up carefully so as not to awaken Joey.

"Gracias, Senor Ed" whispered Carlotta, "how was everything?"

"Oh fine, he and Santos painted the wagon for their recycling business and then he beat me at four games of go fish-he's asleep on the sofa in Chico's room, I'll show you."

Carlotta stopped in the doorway and smiled at her son, he looked so relaxed here, she thought to herself.

Carlotta tiptoed into the apartment and gently picked her son up from the sofa. As she carried him out the door into the garage Ed asked "Where's your car, I'll walk you there."

"Oh thank you Ed, but I no drive I walk."

"You can't carry him all the way home he'll be heavy for you, I'll get the truck and give you a ride home-ah we're in luck Chico and Liz took her car, come on I'll give you a ride home."

In the truck Carlotta said "My son loves you and Chico, thank you for being his friends, his mother should have done as good a job at picking a husband as her son did at choosing friends. Thank you Ed. Buenos nochas."

The next morning over coffee Ed and Chico were talking.

"So how'd it go last night Ed?"

"Well, I'll tell you, the little brat tied me up and set fire to the place, how'd you think it went, they painted their wagon, he beat me four games of go fish and fell asleep.

It was fine, I gave them a ride home, did you know she was going to carry him all the way home at 11 at night, I'm just glad you two took Liz's car or I don't know what we'd have done."

I'm glad it went well, say Ed, I need to talk to Della about something I'll be back in a bit."

Now that Joey admitted to Chico that there was abuse going on, and Chico had seen the results he had to find out what he should do and he thought Della would know where to start.

He knocked on the door to Della's office and waited for a reply.

"Come on in."

"Good morning Chico, care for some coffee, I was just pouring myself some."

"No thank you, but you go ahead, I just wanted to ask you something."

"Ask away baby, oh where are my manners, have a seat."

Chico hardly knew where to begin.

"Della?" Chico shifted uncomfortably in his chair trying to think of how to proceed.

"Chico you obviously didn't come over to help me break in my chairs, what do you want to ask me?"

"Della, what if- what if you suspect that a friend has a problem how would you help them?"

"You're talking about Joey aren't you baby?"

He could only nod, they had hardly started talking and already Chico was emotional, exactly what Della and Ed had warned him about.

"What's the problem?"

"I-I think Joey's step-dad beats him and his mother, in fact, I know he does."

"That's a serious accusation Chico, as i said before, are you sure?"

Chico proceeded to tell about he and Joey were wrestling and finding the bruise on his stomach. "When I asked him about it he said he was bad the day before and deserved what he got, I told him no one deserves that. Then he told me that by being 'bad' as he put it he got his Mom in trouble too."

"How could he do that?" inquired Della.

"I guess when the boys told her what happened she sent Joey to bed without supper.

Apparently she doesn't like to ground him, because she tries to keep Joey and David apart as much as possible, Joey is terrified of David."

"Rightfully so from the sound of things, hence the reason he's been with you and Ed so much, right?"

"Joey also told me that his mom wouldn't spank him, because that wouldn't teach him not to hit."

"Wise woman, but how does that get her in trouble?"

"The kid who Joey and Santos fought with at the playground came to their door and when David found out what happened, he beat Joey. Imagine the nerve, beating on a kid is no way to teach them not to beat up people," declared Chico with disgust.

When his mother tried to stop him from beating Joey, he found out she knew about the fight and didn't tell him. I guess he slapped her so hard she flew over Joey's bed." When he had finished telling her the story, there were tears in his eyes.

"Della we have to find a way to help them, is there anything we can do? He shouldn't be getting away with this."

"I don't know Chico, I know a few people let me make a few calls and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

"Thanks Della, you're an angel, oh and please, at least for now, no names, let this be our secret, Joey trusts me."

"Ok baby-You are a good man Chico, God love ya baby." And she kissed him.

Back in the garage Ed, puzzled by Chico's somber mood, quizzed Chico. "What's wrong Chico, did you and Liz have a falling out last night?"

"No Ed, it's not Liz and I, I just can't seem to get Joey off my mind."

Though it pained him to admit it, after the way they had warned him to be careful, Chico was becoming deeply involved in that little boy's troubles, in fact Chico found himself feeling like a father figure to Jose.

Ed sensed there was more to Chico's mood but didn't press it further. He knew Chico would confide in him if and when he was ready.

"You know Chico," Ed spoke as the two worked together, "last night when I gave Mrs. Hendricks and Joey a ride home she told me that Joey loves you." Ed's words surprised Chico, but if he was to be honest with himself it pleased him as well because at that moment he realized that he loved Joey too.

Chico was brought back to reality when Ed hollered, "Chico! Are you listening to me?"

"Uh, yes Ed, I'm sorry."

"I was telling you that Joey loves you, but Mrs. Hendricks also said she was glad we were Joey's friends, that he had done a better job of choosing friends than she did of choosing a husband. You know Chico I was married to the same wonderful woman for 40 years, and I can't imagine anyone being married and not happy. Something isn't right there, I thought you were imagining things but now I'm not sure.

I guess what I'm trying to say here is(Ed puts a hand on his friends shoulder) be careful my friend."

Chico didn't want Ed to worry unnecessarily so he decided that he should confide in him what he knew.

"Mail Call!" It was Mable the mail carrier and resident scatterbrain.

"Mornin Ed, Chico. Ed I got some interesting mail for you today."

"If they're bills take them with you when you go," ordered Ed.

"Here's a bill, here's a bill, and here is an entry form for the publishers clearing house sweepstakes. Are you gonna enter Ed, I already sent mine in." Mable enthused.

"Mable does Ed look like he needs a million dollars? You got anything for me Mable?" asked Chico.

"Nothing I can 'deliver' during hours of Government service sweetie," said Mable as she gave him a wink.

"Ay Dios Mio!" exclaimed Chico as he rolled his eyes toward heaven, "Sorry I asked.

"Ta ta for now!" called Mable as she left the garage.

It wasn't long after Mable left that Rudy the bartender came in with two garbage bags of bottles and cans for Chico.

"Mornin fellas, here are the cans and bottles I promised to save for ya Chico, ya got a new business going on the side?" he joked.

"Thanks Rudy, no there not really for me, I'm keeping them for a friend."

"Boy Chico, the other day when you were in at my place I really thought there was going to be a fight, that guy that was razzing you, Hendricks, I think his name is, he comes in almost every night. He keeps to himself mostly, but when he saw you he got real wound up, you know him do you?"

"I know who he is but I don't 'know him'."

"Boy Ed you shoulda seen this character, I think he was actually trying to goad your boy here into a fight. When you turned and left the bar, he was fuming, I'd hate to be the one he goes home to at night."

Those words caused Chico to flinch.

"I've gabbed enough I can't stay I just came to drop off the bottles, have a good day guys."

"You too Rudy and thanks again," Chico called after his friend.

"Ed can we talk, it's important?"

Just then the phone rang, Ed being closer to the phone, answered it. "Ed Brown's Garage."

"Sure Della he's right here."

Chico took the phone from Ed. "Hi Della what were you able to find out?" There was a pause in the conversation as Chico listened then he answered, "I'm sure it will be fine but let me check with Ed and I'll be over in a bit."

"Ed, I know I haven't been much help today but I was wondering if I could take my lunch hour now? I need to talk to Della about something."

"I don't know what's going on with you today Chico but I suppose so, can't you tell me what's going on? I'm worried about you, I thought you wanted to talk to me?"

"I know, and I will I promise just as soon as I get a few things sorted out. Thanks Ed I'll see you later."

In no time Chico was across the alley and knocking on the door to "The Delicatessen" office.

"Come on in Chico baby."

"Hi Della," greeted Chico as he entered and took a seat, for some reason he felt very nervous.

"Were you able to find out anything?"

"Well let me tell you honey, it ain't easy to go into a lawyers office and inquire without divulging a lot of info."

"I thought about that, thanks for trying."

"I asked Mr. Romerez, if you suspect child or spouse abuse in a setting is there anything an outsider is allowed to do? He told me that that was often hard to prove due to 'accidents' that unless there were an admission by either the victim, the abuser, or an eyewitness account it is often your word against theirs, and unfortunately, in some cases, the law tries to keep families together whenever possible."

"Well that's great!" exclaimed Chico, "because Jose admitted to me that his step-dad beat him."

"Doesn't work that way Chico, the lawyer could call heresay, that's not admissible in court."

"What if Jose or his mother were to testify?"

"A wife does not have to testify against her husband, and they could say that the child is trying to get attention, or he could be playing one parent against the other."

"Damn!" yelled Chico in frustration, "where does that leave us?"

"All I can tell you baby is pray, be there if you can, and pray. I won't tell you not to become too involved because I know that it's too late for that. Keep your eyes, and ears open and PRAY."

"So Della, in other words what you are saying is, hope that David Hendricks tries to beat Jose or his mother in my presence?" He asked with agitation in his tone.

"No of course not but if it did happen, well let's not think like that. Just pray honey. God takes care of everything."

Chico got up to leave and kissed Della good-bye. "Thanks Della, I really appreciate all of your help."

When he returned to the garage, Chico and Ed worked the rest of the day as usual with laughter jokes and easy banter between good friends. (Neither Joey, Santos, or Carlotta showed up at all that day.)

As the two were closing for the day, Chico made his request again. "Ed, can I talk to you? It's important."

"Let's go upstairs my feet are killing me and I need to sit down, it's more comfortable up there."

Once they were upstairs, a soda for each they sat down at the kitchen table.

"Ed I know you and Della have been concerned about me lately and I'm sorry for having made you worry."

"Well Chico, that's what friends do, they care about each other and they worry, worry and care seem to go hand in hand and it's all a part of the package called life."

"Well I mean I appreciate it but I don't think that it's me you should be worrying about, I think its Joey."

"What do you mean its Joey? You think its Joey I should be worrying about?"

"Joey and his mother," emphasized Chico.

"What are you talking about Chico, I'm all confused."

"Ed I am almost 100% positive that Mr. David Hendricks is abusing Joey physically and like as not, his wife as well," admitted Chico.

Astonished Ed said, "Chico how do you know are you sure?"

"The first time we met Jose he was in a panic at the thought of your calling the police, and possibly his parents."

Ed interrupted him here, "Chico have you ever NOT seen a kid plead to be let off for things like that, heck you probably used to do that all the time."

"Well that's true," Chico admitted, "but what about his not wanting to be touched and jumping everytime someone moves near him?"

"I suppose that's a possibility, but to accuse someone of abuse, you need a helluva lot more to go on than being jumpy."

Chico was becoming increasingly frustrated that Ed did not seem as willing as he was to see Mr. Hendricks as the bad guy in this situation.

"Ed, look at the facts here what about Joey's broken arm, the bruises on his face!" Chico's voice grew louder and louder as he tried to make his case with Ed.

"Calm down Chico, I may be old but I'm not deaf, let's not get hysterical, all right there you may have a point. I have to admit I have been a little concerned since then too. But," he was quick to add, "as Liz or any other nurse could tell you, kids get into accidents, they break bones and everytime they do we can't go around screaming abuse."

"There is a little more that I haven't told you about yet Ed."

"What is it?"

At Ed's prompting Chico went on to tell Ed all about his seeing the bruising on Joey's tummy and about Joey's confession to him of how it happened. The fight at the playground, Carlotta's discipline, Raul showing up and the beating David gave both Joey and Carlotta before leaving the house in a rage.

And he added, "Ed what about Carlotta wanting her son to stay here with two people she hardly know, and I can't believe you didn't notice the bruise she has been trying to hide with make-up. Also let's not forget what Carlotta herself told you about Joey doing better at picking friends than she did at choosing a husband, you said yourself someone who is happily married wouldn't say that."

"Ok so you've made a very good argument here, maybe you should have been a lawyer instead of a mechanic. What are you or I supposed to do about it can you tell me that Parry mason?"

"I talked to Della about it today. She knows a lot of influential people, she talked to a lawyer today and he said that abuse is not an easy thing to prove unless the victim or the abuser admits it's going on. I asked about Joey or his mother telling about it, and the lawyer told Della that a wife doesn't have to testify against her husband, and that a child may be trying to get attention or work against the parents. I'm just so frustrated and angry about this whole thing Ed, No grown up should beat a kid, I mean there is a big difference between a spanking when a child misbehaves and an all out beating. My mama gave me a 'hand' occasionally, and I deserved it too, but I also knew that it hurt her to do it probably more than it did me, she just wanted me to grow to be a good person."

"Well than Chico, I have to say, your mother must have known what she was doing because you are a good, fine man and I couldn't be any more proud of you if you were my real son." Ed was never known to be too emotional, but as he spoke there were tears in his eyes. He continued. "Thank you for telling me Chico, I guess all we can do is be there and keep our eyes open and see what happens."

"Yea, maybe there will be a chance to talk to Carlotta and she would be willing to try and get some help, I know it can't be easy, she must love him, I mean she married him didn't she."

"Chico we can't be her judge or know her life, it's sad but not everyone marries for love especially in this day and age, its not like when my Margaret and I were courting." As Ed spoke, Chico recognized the far away look in his eyes. It was as if for one brief moment Margaret had never left, it was happiness. "Oh I'm sorry Chico I didn't mean to ramble on so when you are troubled."

"That's all right Ed, you've helped a lot just by being here for me, and I don't mean just tonight. You are the only family I have now that Mama is gone and I don't know where I'd be without all you've done. I couldn't have gotten a better 'father' if I could have picked one myself, I love you, Ed." The little room was quiet as the two embraced.

Chapter 8

The next morning, as Chico and Ed were hard at work rebuilding an engine, Joey and Santos came by for a visit.

"Well Chico, look who's here!" exclaimed Ed.

"Hi Ed, hiya Chico," answered the boys.

"We missed you yesterday where were you?" Chico asked without trying to sound too concerned.

"My mama was sick yesterday so I took care of her, she's better today though."

"Well, you must have taken good care of her when she got well so quickly," complimented Chico, "I think you may give my girl Liz some competition in the nursing profession," he added jokingly.

"A nurse, me? I don't want to be no nurse, I'm gonna be an artist when I grow up."

Della, who also happened to stop by for a visit had overheard this and replied,

"I just bet you will to judging from the looks of that beautiful Angel you drew on the sidewalk a while back, it's a shame it wore away. Good morning everybody, I got some hot coffee and blueberry turnovers, fresh from the oven help yourselves."

As Chico, Ed and Della were helping themselves to turnovers and coffee Joey spoke up, "We're going to look for more cans and bottles, see ya later."

"Wait a minute you two, stay and have some turnovers with us," Chico suggested.

"I'll run upstairs and get you guys a couple glasses of milk."

"Yes," said Della, "I brought these over for you too, I saw you coming as I was on the way over so I got extra"(Chico came back with two tall glasses of milk.)

"Do you want to?" asked Santos hopefully.

"Sure we may as well," responded Jose.

"Oh, by the way, I found these out in front of the garage the other day." Chico jogged into the office and returned a minute later with the two bags of cans and bottles that Rudy had brought over the day before. Chico repeated his tale as the two young entrepreneurs stared at the bags Chico held before them. "As I was saying I found these out in front of the garage the other day, and I thought you'd like to have them."

"Cheese and crackers San, will ya look at all those," declared Jose enthusiastically.

"I see em, boy would we ever like to have them," agreed Santos. "Thanks Chico!" echoed both boys as they reached for the plastic bags.

"Uh-uh-uh said Chico as he held the bags just out of reach of the boys, "eat first work later." As everyone sat around the workbench eating, talking, and laughing Joey piped up.

"Hey Ed, and Chico I drew this for you, if you want it." Jose pulled a sheet of paper out of his pocket and gave it to Ed. Ed unfolded it and there on the crumpled page was an unmistakable picture of Chico and Ed standing together next to the sign that says, 'Ed Brown's Garage, Ed Brown, Prop.'

The bodies needed a little work but you could definitely make out the mustaches,

Ed's hat, and Chico's smile.

"If we want it? Joey this is great," praised Chico.

"Joey this is good when did you draw this I never saw you do it?" asked Ed admiringly. When they had seen the picture the passed it along so Santos and Della could see it as well. As they were looking at the drawing Joey explained.

"I see you, I see you in my mind, and I remember. My mama helped me with the sign and the spelling. We draw together a lot, more before... Do you like it?"

Della was ecstatic as she spoke, "Joey this is beautiful, would you draw a picture for me sometime?"

"Sure I draw people but I'm not really good with things or places yet, what do you want me to draw for you?"

"Anything you want, I'll let you decide."

When they finished eating the boys gathered up the bags. "Thanks again for all the recycling stuff, guys, and the turnovers and milk," they called as they left. (Joey turned to Santos) "Would you mind if we washed these up and got them ready at my place? My Mama was kinda sick today and I should be around to help her."

"Ok with me, where's Mr. Hendricks" asked Santos, "isn't he around?"

"I don't know for sure where he is, he was gone when I got up, would you mind if he's there, you don't have to stay if you don't want to."

"Why wouldn't I want to stay, anyway we're partners now we stick together."

At Joey's place Carlotta was up and around putting dishes away in the kitchen when the boys arrived she greeted them with a weak but pleasant smile.

"Hello boys, how's business going?"

"Fine Mama look at all the stuff Chico gave us, he found it outside the garage."

"Sit down you two, and I'll make you some breakfast."

"No thank you, Mama, we had turnovers and milk with Chico, Ed and Della, she brings food over for them because Della says, no one should have to eat Ed's cooking," both boys laughed as they told all about how Ed and Della fight. "They really like each other, they just do that."

"I hope you boys are not making pests of yourselves over at the garage, and I don't want you to beg for things, Jose."

"Oh I don't Mama, they always ask me we're friends, they even liked the picture I drew for them and now Della wants one too."

"We're going to clean up the bottles here before we take them to the city recycling place do you need anything Mama?

"No thank you sweetie, you go and have a good time, I need to lie down please, if you go anywhere leave me a note or tell me before you leave."

After Carlotta left to lie down the boys went about washing off the bottles and crushing the cans, when they had finished they took them down to the cities recycling center and got $10.

They stopped back at Joey's to leave a note, it was hot and they decided to find an open hydrant in the neighborhood. Jose's mother had gotten him a pair of swim trunks the week before and he was anxious to use them.

"Cheese and crackers man what happened to you?" Santos exclaimed pointing to Joey's stomach, the bruising had faded somewhat since the day Chico discovered them but they were still noticeable.

"Nothin, just forget it, let's go."

After the boys had left David came in for lunch he was agitated and in need of a drink. He had finally gotten another job and he couldn't let his drinking mess it up. He loved Carlotta and she was depending on him.

He walked through the house calling for Lotta when he discovered her asleep in the bedroom he went about the business of making lunch for himself.

'I hope Lotta isn't sick,' he thought to himself, 'I'd hate to be stuck with that kid of hers if anything ever happened to her.' He had known that Lotta was married and was a widow but he didn't know about Jose right away and when he did he was so in love with Carlotta Martine that he thought he could deal with her kid. However it proved to be more than he could handle, everytime he saw Jose it reminded him that she had belonged to another, and though he hated to admit that it ate him up inside and he hated the kid for it.

When he had his sandwich ready he cleared away a spot on the table and distractedly threw away the piece of paper that Jose had written his note on.

In the meantime there was a hydrant open for the kids near Mrs. Shriff's bakery and the boys were having a blast. There were several boys from the neighborhood there and after they had cooled off they ran to a nearby lot to play ball. Jose figured his mom would see him at the lot, as it wasn't far from where he said he'd be in the note he left.

It was a few hours later, when Carlotta, feeling very well rested, awakened. The house was dark and quiet although she could tell that David had been home for lunch, dishes in the sink, the house was clean.

Carlotta did the dishes and set about getting supper started, at least put the casserole together.

'Chicken and rice' she thought, that's the first food that had sounded good to her all day.

Soon after, David returned home exhausted from a long day.

"David honey have you seen Jose? I haven't seen him since just after breakfast and it's almost suppertime," she asked with concern.

"No, Lotta, I haven't. I was home for lunch and he wasn't around then either, he'll show up he always does," answered David unconcerned.

"He should be here by now, it's almost mealtime, would you check at the garage for me dear?" (She felt safe in making this request because David was sober and apparently in a very good mood).

"Lotta for cripes sake, I've worked all day and I'm hot and tired if he can't show up on time for a meal than he doesn't need to eat."

"Oh, I'm sure he'll be here soon. Suppers ready Dave please come to the table." Lotta didn't want to push things when David was in a good mood, after she dished up his supper she went to the door to watch for her son.

"Lotta, come on now, you need to eat to come sit with me it's not often we get to be alone, would you please bring me a beer on the way-it sure is a hot one out there?"

It wasn't until Teddy and Tony and Markus were called to their homes for supper that Joey realized how long it had been since he'd checked in at home.

"Oh man I gotta get home! See ya San, I'm in trouble I forgot all about checking in bye."

While Jose and all his new friends were playing ball Carlotta had convinced David to see if he could find him somewhere and tell him to come home. His first stop brought him driving into the garage he had driven to with Jose, David was well aware of the fact that Jose spent a great deal of time with the owners and he thought better them than me. So he thought that was the logical place to check first.

He pulled into the garage and honked the horn before getting out of the vehicle.

"Stop that this is a garage not a freeway traffic jam!" yelled Ed as he came out of the office.

At the same time Chico was coming from the men's room he had to replace the towels in the dispenser. "Can I help you . . ."Chico's voice trailed off as he recognized the man to be Mr. Hendricks.

"Filler up please, you haven't seen that kid here today have you?" he inquired none too politely.

"Oh, you mean Jose, no he hasn't been by since early this morning, that'll be $5.00," answered Chico in much the same manner as he waited to be paid he continued, "If I see him I'll tell him you were looking for him."

"I'm not looking for him, it's his Mom she wants him I don't-here's for the gas," and he was gone.

As Chico took the cash to the register he was fuming "Ay Dios Mio! I can't believe that guy! How can be so mean? Did you hear that Ed-His mom wants him i don't" mocked Chico with anger.

"Yes I heard it, I just hope his mom finds him before that guy does."

"Now I'm worried Ed, it's not like Joey to let his mom worry, and what if Mr. Hendricks does find Joey before she does, i think I'll go look for him, I'll go over to Manuel's maybe he's with Santos."

As he was leaving the garage he met Liz.

"Hola mi amor," she teased, "I just came to visit my man."

"Hi mami, I was just on my way to look for a friend, wanna come along?"

"That depends, it's not a girlfriend is it?"

"No mi amor you know your the only girl for me, it's Joey he hasn't been home since this morning and his stepfather was just here looking for him, I thought I'd help them look, wanna come?"

"Sure."

As the couple walked Chico told Liz a little bit about Joey.

"Chico I had no idea you felt this way about children, I love this side of you." As she spoke she put her hand in his as they walked along, soon they came to the ball field. Finding it empty they went from there to Manuel's Auto parts to see if he was there

"I can't explain it Liz, I've always liked kids and I hope to be a father one day but I've never felt like this about a kid before, he seems so lonely."

"Chico do you love Joey or do you feel sorry for him?" Liz questioned.

"Liz, why would I feel sorry for him?" Chico had not told Liz anything about Joey's home life so he wasn't sure where that question had come from.

"Do you feel sorry for Joey because he doesn't have a real father, like you?"

"I do feel bad for him, but not why you think, I can't explain it yet, but I think I love that little kid Liz, I love Joey."

When Liz and Chico found out from Santos that Joey had left the ball field for home the couple decided to check at the Hendricks' house. Chico had his reasons for this and Liz noticed that suddenly Chico had become very nervous and though she couldn't be sure she thought she sensed anger rising in Chico as they headed down the street.

Jose ran up the porch steps and into the living room. He was breathless from the run.

"Jose Eduardo Martine. Where have you been?" his mother asked anger rising in her voice.

"I'm sorry I'm late Mama, I forgot about the time."

"That's not what I asked you, where have you been? I thought I asked you to leave me a note when you go somewhere, you know I worry-perhaps you need a spanking to remind you."

"No mama, please don't, I be good I left a note." Jose walked to the kitchen table where the supper dishes still sat unwashed.

"I left a note here on the table I did! Please don't be mad Mama I'm sorry I make you worry."

At this moment David comes home. "Where the Hell have you been? It's about time you got your ass home, you had your mother worried. I oughta..." David headed for Jose.

"No please David I can handle this." Turning back to her son she asked, "You said you left me a note?"

When David heard this he remembered earlier in the day when he cleared the kitchen table for lunch. If there was a note he had probably thrown it away. He wasn't about to speak up he wanted to see how the little shit was gonna get out of this. What he said instead was, "Lotta great supper Hon I'm going out for a drink." Giving his wife a kiss good-bye he was gone.

"Si Mama I left you a note please don't, I don't know where it is but I did honest."

"If you say you left me a note I believe you, however, this doesn't excuse your being so late. Supper is done you are excused to your room for the rest of the night." She kissed her son, and said, "I'm glad you are safe." She sent him to his room with a gentle swat. As she began to clear the supper dishes there was a knock on the door.

Opening the door Carlotta was surprised to find Chico standing there with a lovely young girl.

"Hello Chico, what brings you to our home?"

"Hello Mrs. Hendricks, this is my girlfriend Liz, I'm sorry to bother you but your husband came by the garage earlier looking for Joey, I was wondering if you'd found him yet?"

"Come on in, yes he came home a few minutes ago, he's fine. I'm sorry if you were worried as well. It's not like him not to check in, I didn't find a note. I was worried so David went to look for him for me. I'm sorry if he worried you. I usually keep a better eye on Jose but I haven't felt well today, I think it's the heat. If you sit down we can have some ice tea."

"That's not necessary, we just wanted to make sure he was safe-uh at home I mean," stammered Chico to try and cover his slip.

"Si, he is fine. He has been sent to his room for the night but I will call him so you can ease your mind. Jose! Come here please."

Jose came from his room and when he saw his friend he smiled. "Hi Chico, hi Liz-guess what? I played baseball with Tony, and Teddy, Williams and San, and Markas Blake. I almost got a homerun!"

"That's great Bud!"

"Jose, Chico and Liz are here because they were worried about you."

Jose was puzzled by this remark. "Why?" he asked.

"They were worried about you because I sent David out looking for you and he went by the garage, now, you see what happens when you don't check in, people worry."

"Gee Chico, Liz, I'm sorry you were worried," Joey apologized.

"That's ok bud we're just glad your safe," assured Chico.

"Say your good byes now son and go to your room." When Jose had returned to his room Carlotta turned to her guests, "Please won't you stay and have some iced tea with me? You've been so kind to look after my son, and now to have spent so much time in the heat trying to find him it's the least I can do."

"I'd love some," admitted Liz.

Chico was reluctant to stay as he did not want to see Mr. Hendricks but he agreed.

They had been sitting at the table visiting for a few minutes when David returned from the bar.

"What'd ya do with the kid, I hope you made it good and hard for him to sit taking off. Oh I see we have company I know you, you're from the garage." As David sat down Chico and Liz could smell the booze on him.

Carlotta got up and poured her husband a glass of tea.

"Did my Lotta tell you what that boy did? He took off and was gone all day no one knew where he was, shoulda seen this place the table, everything was a mess. I had to clean up the table before I could even eat my lunch."

"David, please, we have guests, I do clean you know," she paused as she thought of something, "David, did you say you cleaned off the table today?"

"Yea I did, if you'll excuse me I've got a yard to mow." As he left, Carlotta got up and went to the trashcan in the corner.

"I was so upset with my son for not letting me know where he was today, I was beside myself, but he insisted he left me a note but I never saw it. He was so insistent that he left a note, and as naughty as he can be he has never lied to me before. Yes! Here it is here's the note he left, thank goodness." She uncrumpled the note and read it aloud. "Mama, I'm with San going to cool off, maybe go to Chico's, back for supper."

"How old is Jose?" asked Liz.

"He is 6 years old, he will be 7 in December."

"He can write like that?" Liz was obviously impressed.

"Oh yes, after his Papa died we spent a lot of time together writing and drawing, he helped me keep going."

Chico spoke up, "Well now that we know that everything is alright we'd better be going, the last I talked to Ed he knew I was going to help look for Jose I'd better let him know he's been found safe and sound. Thank you for the iced tea, and please tell Jose we said good bye."

"I will, and thank you for looking for my son," she called before closing the door.

When they got back outside David was cussing at the lawnmower when he noticed that their guests were leaving. "Are you leaving so soon? I'm sorry that no good step-kid of mine caused so much trouble. If he's not careful he'll be sleeping in the streets before long."

Chico could stand it no more." Mr. Hendricks, I mean you no disrespect but I think that Jose is a great kid. You just haven't taken the time to notice that, and I may add, as long as Ed and I are around Jose will never (Chico poked him with his finger for emphasis) I repeat NEVER sleep in the street." Dave Hendricks stood staring in astonishment after the couple as they made their way down the street.

Chapter 9

As Carlotta rolled from her bed she was gripped by another wave of nausea.

'I've got to do something, I can't keep going on like this,' she thought to herself. As she raced to the bathroom she almost knocked Jose down as he was coming from his room. "Mama, what's wrong are you . . ." he stopped speaking when his mother slammed the bathroom door in his face.

Jose went to the kitchen and poured himself a bowl of cheerios. His stepfather was seated across the table not even acknowledging his stepson's presence.

When Carlotta emerged from the bathroom she went straight for the phone. "I have to get this checked out I can't go on like this anymore, and I have to work tonight."

Carlotta was on the phone for several minutes, when she hung up she turned to her son. "Jose I have an appointment to see Dr. Stone this morning at 11:00 I'll be back as soon as I can, you can stay here with David for a while."

"Lotta I have to work this morning, you'll have to take the kid with you."

"But he can't come in with me and it may be a long wait."

"Lotta you've got to stop treating that kid like such a baby or he'll never amount to anything, he can stay here by himself."

"Mama, maybe I can go over to the garage, I can ask," Jose suggested hopefully.

Carlotta hated to bother Chico and Mr. Brown but she didn't want to leave her six year old home alone either so she agreed although she said, "I suppose I can call and see if they would mind, if they are to busy you'll have to come with me." Before she had time to make her next call Carlotta had to make a mad dash to the bathroom again.

Jose's stepfather told him, "Sit down and eat." Jose did as he was told. When his Mother returned she called Ed Brown's garage.

Chico, Ed, Louie, and Della were just finishing their morning coffee together when the phone rang.

Ed answered, "Ed Brown's Garage it's your dime spill it." There was a moment's hesitation. "Oh yes Mrs. Hendricks he's here just a minute. (Handing the phone to Chico)"Mrs. Hendricks wants to talk to you."

"Hola Mrs. Hendricks buenos dias."

"Della thank you for the coffee and donuts, I must be off trash waits for no one-least not without complaints from the neighbors. Thanks again, see ya Ed, see ya Chico." Chico waved good bye as he hung up the phone.

"Ed I hope you don't mind but I told Mrs. Hendricks I could keep an eye on Joey while she's at the doctor this morning, he'll be here in a few minutes, she wants to rest a while before her appointment and David has the morning shift at work."

"Yea that's ok, he's easy enough to have around."

"You two have got to be angels on earth, it's kind of you to watch the little boy Chico. If you get busy or need a break you can send him next door for a while. I'll see you later fellas." With a wave, Della was gone.

It wasn't long before a black car pulled into the garage. It was David Hendricks with Joey. David got out of the car and pulled his stepson none too gently across the seat through the driver's side door.

"Come on kid you're holding things up i gotta go to work!" Chico came over from the workbench. "Hey! Take it easy he's just a little kid!" David however, was in no mood to pay any attention. As he continued speaking he gave the boys arm a tight squeeze causing Joey to wince. "Now you be good OR ELSE!" Before Chico could step in David dropped the boy's arm and got in the car

"Que sen velquenza papaito," Chico yelled in the direction of the retreating car. When David disappeared from view Chico turned to the small boy and inquired, "Are you ok Pal?" Joey was rubbing his arm and Chico could see the finger impressions David had left on his arm. Joey could only nod.

After a few minutes of silence Joey spoke. "My mama is sick again she's going to the doctor." There appeared to be tears forming in his small eyes as he spoke.

"Are you sure your ok Bud?"

"I'm fine I just worry for my Mama."

"I Know Bud, I don't blame you but I'm sure she'll be fine and you can stay here as long as you want or need. I hope your hungry, Ed is fixing lunch-how's your stomach?"

"Ed cooks?" asked Joey.

"Yea, I'm only teasing you, he's a pretty good cook, don't tell him I said so though, he'll never let me hear the end of it." As they were talking the pair headed upstairs for lunch.

Meanwhile at the Dr.'s office, Carlotta was waiting for the Doctor. It seemed like an eternity before Dr. Stone finally arrived. He greeted her warmly with an extended hand. "Hello Mrs. Hendricks, how are you today?" He chuckled as he asked and continued, "now that's a stupid question to ask someone who is in the doctor's office."

"I have been nauseous for several weeks now, it's difficult to eat and I feel so tired most of the time," Carlotta informed him.

"Hmm, have you ever experienced this before?"

"Si, uh, I mean yes, when I was expecting my son."

"Well then let's start there. And see where we need to go from there."

Dr. Stone picked up the phone. "Yes, this is Dr. Stone, I will be sending Carlotta Hendricks down to the lab for a UA and CBC." As he spoke he wrote information on a chart after he finished he turned to Mrs. Hendricks. "Mrs. Hendricks they are expecting you at the lab, just go straight down the hall after you leave my office and turn right."(Handing her a chart) Give this to the technician in the lab and she'll help you, and I'll see you back here when you're through."

After a CBC and UA in the lab Carlotta was waiting nervously for the Doctor to return. As she waited she was thinking to herself (If I'm pregnant what is this going to mean for Jose? David already has a dislike for her son, if she gives him a son or daughter of his own how will it go for Jose.) She was interrupted from her musings when Dr. Stone returned her chart in his hands.

"Well Mrs. Hendricks congratulations are in order. I figure you to be about 6 weeks along."

Carlotta knew that was probably the reason for her sickness but she had to be sure and now that she was she didn't know whether she was happy or not. "I see."

"Mrs. Hendricks I get the feeling you are not pleased, is there a problem?"

"Well this was not planned, I am just shocked."

"Mrs. Hendricks if you and your husband do not want this child there are other options . . ."

"Oh I could never have an abortion, no child is a mistake- no that's not an option as you say."

"Mrs. Hendricks I wasn't trying to suggest that you terminate the pregnancy-I do not believe in trying to influence my patience one way or another the decision is always theirs. For the record I am a Christian and I see abortion as murder but there is the adoption avenue."

"Thank you for your understanding Doctor, and I admire your stand on this issue but if God allows this baby to be born I will keep and love him/or her as the gift she is.

Thank you for your time Doctor but i must pick up my son."

As Carlotta rose to leave, Dr. Stone stopped her. "We need you to schedule your next appointment before you leave. I want to see you at least once a month for a while and then as the time draws closer once a week. Have a good day and if there are any problems call me or come in otherwise I'll see you in a month."

"Thank you Dr." Carlotta made her way out to the reception desk and after she made her next appointment she inquired, "Can you direct me to a phone please? I need to call the bus." When she got to the phone she grabbed the phone book and paged through it. After a few moments she wrote down a number and called for the bus.

Back at the garage they had finished lunch, but Jose, still worried about his mother, had not eaten much. He sat at the desk in Ed's office drawing a picture for Della, as she asked him if he would make one for her.

He had not been feeling very well today which was another reason for not eating, but he was reluctant to say anything as his mom was already sick and needed him.

It was such a hot and humid day even for California and Jose found it hard to breathe.

Ed came into the office for his afternoon cocktail. "Hey Joey, what are you drawing?"

"I'm making a picture for Della, she asked me for one." Ed looked over the boy's shoulder to see the drawing. "That looks like Della, but what's that behind her?"

"That's her truck."

""No no I mean behind her?"

"Angel wings."

"Angel wings! Ha ha on Della? Now I've heard everything!" Chico was entering the office at this point.

"Don't laugh at me It's not funny!" yelled Joey, and he started to cry.

Ed stepped forward to calm the boy.

"Ed what did you do?"

"Nothing, I'm sorry Joey, I wasn't laughing at you, it's a nice picture. I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

Joey had stopped crying now but he was coughing some from having cried. Both Ed and Chico tried to comfort the boy but he backed away from them. "I like Angels, their good they take care of you-Della makes food for you she takes care of you, it's not funny."

"I know that Joey and I'm sorry I hurt your feelings, in fact I'll go right over to Della now and thank her for all she does around here."

"You will?" Both Chico and Joey said together equally surprised by Ed's remark.

Ed was none too surprised himself but he felt so bad for having made a child cry he was willing to try anything to make it up to him. "I will and you can come too and give her your picture."

"Joey, I think you must be an Angel if you can get Ed to thank Della like that, can i come too?" Chico didn't want to miss this.

"You stay here and get to work, we'll be right back!" barked Ed. If he was going to do this he didn't need any more of an audience than he already had.

Della was just signing off the CB when there was a knock on her door. "Come on in."

Ed and Joey entered the office.

"Well hello there Baby, oh hello to you too Ed."

"I finished your picture," Joey said as he handed her his latest drawing. "And Ed wants to talk to you," he continued before Ed had a chance to turn around and head back to the garage.

Della took the picture from the little boy and studied it. "Joey this is so sweet, it's a picture of me with my truck, but what's that in back of me? It looks like . . .wings!"

"Yes ma'am. You take care of people with your truck of food that's what I see when I see you."

Della moved forward to hug the little artist in appreciation for his kind words. Joey however had other plans.

"Your turn Ed," reminded Joey as he quickly backed out of Della's reach.

"Uh Della, I, uh, thank you." Ed was willing to leave it at that but his friend pushed the matter.

"Thanks for what Ed, I've already renewed your lease for 10 years that's all you get."

"No Della I'm trying to thank you for all the kind things you do for Chico and I." For a moment Ed thought perhaps he would choke on the words. He looked at Joey and then at Della. Joey stood beside his friend smiling and when Ed turned to Della he was surprised to find her speechless, with her mouth hanging open in disbelief.

"Well well Joey I must say that was worth a thank you just to have a few minutes of peace," Ed joked.

Meanwhile at the garage Carlotta had returned to the garage.

"Hello Mrs. Hendricks, Joey is with Ed across the alley visiting Della they should be back in a few minutes. Please have a chair," Chico insisted as he got her a seat. "Joey told me you have not been well i hope it's nothing serious."

"No I'm ok thank you for your concern. Chico, may I call you Chico?"

"That's my name."

"You have been such a wonderful friend to us and I hate to trouble you further, but i was wondering if I may ask you to watch my son a while longer as I have another appointment."

"Sure we love having him around he's a great kid, I hope there's no problem," he inquired, concern in his face.

"No I just told Jose I would be here after my appointment I don't want him to worry."

It was then that Ed and Jose returned from Della's.

"My mama's here!" Joey ran up to his mother. "Hi Mama, how was your check up? Did you get a shot?"

His mom laughed. "My son, he thinks whenever anyone goes to the Dr. they get a shot," turning to her son, "No they just took some blood."

"Thanks for letting me stay with you guys."

Carlotta knelt down to talk to her son.

"Jose, I just came to tell you I can't take you home yet, I have one more appointment. I just didn't want you to worry so I came here first."

"Where are you going? I'll go with you."

Chico's heart went out to the little boy, as he watched the little family his thoughts went back to his own mother and how he missed her. He wiped his eyes hoping no one noticed.

"Why not? I wanna go with you!" pleaded the child.

When Carlotta spoke next she had a firmness in her tone that Jose knew all too well.

"Jose please. You know sometimes when you are working on things that you don't want to share with me? (Jose nodded and his mom continued) Well right now I have something I have to do that I cannot share with you. You may either stay here with your friends or I will take you home but I cannot take you with me. Now what is your choice?"

Without a moment's hesitation Jose answered, "I'll stay here." Carlotta got up and turned to Chico.

"Chico, again I thank you for the care you show my son you are a good man-I know my son is in good hands." Before Chico could respond Carlotta kissed him on the cheek and was gone.

Chapter 10

Chico stood in the garage and watched as Joey went to the door after his mother. She left so quickly that she was nowhere to be seen.

The boy turned to his friend. "Chico what's wrong?"

"I don't know Pal, she maybe had some errands to do that would be easier for her to do alone, having been sick she has to take it slow. I'm sure she'll be back soon."

"Gimme your can, cause here comes the garbage man."

At the familiar sound of his friend's singing Ed emerged from the office.

"Say Louie, how's business?"

"Pickin up-Ed, it's pickin up."

"Louie are you still coming over for the big game tonight?"

"Sure thing Ed, I'll bring the pizza."

"That's fine, don't forget the anchovies this time," Ed grumped.

"Are you gonna be joining us tonight, Chico?"

"Liz and I are gonna spend a little time together tonight before she goes on the night shift."

While they were talking Joey decided to go in the office and draw, he was too tired to play. Louie and Ed continued to discuss the pizza toppings while Chico went to answer the phone. Santos stopped by, he had just come from Joey's place.

"Hiya Mr. Brown, Mr. Wilson, is Joey here I was just over to his house and no one's home?"

"Yea he's here he's in the office."

"Hi Joey I was at your place and your Dad said you were here," relayed Santos.

"Don't call him that he's not my dad!"

"I'm sorry I keep forgetting, you don't have to get so sore I didn't mean it."

"That's ok, I'm sorry I shouldn't get so mad, you said David was home?"

As Santos was answering in the office came Chico and Ed.

"Yea said he sent you over here while your mom was out. Wanna go to the store with me? Mom said I could get some baseball cards with my allowance after I cleaned my room."

"Hey that sounds like fun, go ahead if you want to I'll tell your mom when she gets back, you gotta spend some of that recycling money on you know," Chico encouraged.

"Ok I'll go." As the boys were leaving the garage they met Liz Garcia. "Hola mi little amor," she smiled at Joey. "Who is this with you?"

"This is my friend Santos, San this is Liz, Chico's girlfriend."

"Hola Santos nice to meet you too."

"Hi. Nice to meet you too." As the boys were walking away Liz heard Santos say, "Chico has a girlfriend! Yuck she's nice for a girl but, a girlfriend, that's gross!"

"I like her she's nice," defended Joey.

Liz was laughing as she approached Chico.

"What's so funny Liz did your grandma get her girdle caught on the gearshift again?" Chico joked, as he came to kiss his ladylove, "Mmmm, mami, you are beautiful."

"Apparently not everyone agrees with your thinking."

"Who just tell me who and I'll set them straight."

"Santos he told Joey he thinks girlfriends are Gross."

"What does he know, he's only 6. Say mami are we still on for tonight?"

"We better be, mi amor, this is the last free night I have for the next 10 days! But could we just stay here at your place, just the two of us?"

"Liz honey, you don't have to ask me twice."

The boys were returning from their trip to the dime store "What's with you Joey?"

"My mama has been sick, I'm worried what (the conversation was momentarily interrupted as Joey began coughing uncontrollably.).

"Are you ok man?" Santos was concerned. "Man if I coughed like that I'd be in bed."

"I don't feel good but Mama has been sick I don't want to stay home with David, what if something happens to Mama, and I have to live alone with..."

Joey didn't dare finish the thought, it was as if voicing his fear aloud it would come true. The boys remained silent the rest of the way back to the garage.

Back at the garage Santos said good-bye to his friend. "I'll see ya later, Joey, hope you feel better."

Joey sighed, as he hadn't wanted anyone to know he wasn't well, he may have to go home.

"What's that about? Are you sick?" questioned Chico.

"Uh no, he meant he hoped my mama was better soon. I told him she's been sick."

Carlotta came in the garage at that moment.

"Hello Jose, hello Chico I'm sorry I took so long. I thank you for watching Jose for me, I really think I should pay you something. I'd have to pay a sitter otherwise."

"I won't hear of it Joey is welcome here any time. We're friends and friends do for friends."

"Muchas Gracias. Come on son let's go home, my goodness you feel warm," she said as she kissed her son. "Do you feel alright? Well we'll go home now," and they left.

When they got home Jose sat at the kitchen table while his mother fixed supper.

"You're awfully quiet tonight Jose, usually after you've spent the day with your friends you have so much to say, what's wrong sweetie?"

"I'm scared Mama, your sick and what if something happens? Don't leave me Mama!"

Carlotta knelt down beside hr son. "Jose, I promise you I am not sick, nothing is going to happen to me and you will never be alone. I love you my son." She kissed him. "Jose you are feverish I am going to take your temperature-when David comes home I have some news to share with both of you."

Carlotta took Jose's temperature, it was 101.

"You are going right to bed young man, I'll call work and see if they can get a replacement for me." David came home while she was on the phone.

"God it's a hot one today-the factory closed early so I'll be home tonight." Turning to Jose David ordered, "Get me a beer would you kid, when's your Ma gonna get off that phone that ain't no way to greet a hard working man."

"Hello Dear how was your day?"

"As good as any day at work can be? How was your appointment?"

"David, I have some news to tell you and I hope you will be pleased, we are going to have a baby."

"WHAT! A baby! When?"

"The end of April, the first part of May, I guess. You're not angry?"

"Angry about a baby? MY baby, woo hoo! I'm gonna be a Papa!!"

David grabbed his wife and swung her around. When he put her down she turned to her son "What do you think of a little brother or sister?"

"A baby! That's great." Jose began coughing.

"Excuse me David I must put Joey to bed he's not feeling well, I hope you won't mind keeping an eye on him tonight. I couldn't get a replacement at work and I don't think he should be at the garage when he is not well."

"Oh I guess I can-he just better not barf all over or he'll clean it up!"

As Carlotta helped her son get into bed she told him, "I know you don't like to be alone with David but I have no choice. I'll get you some soup and some Tylenol and you sleep and when you awake I'll be home."

After he finished his soup, his mother rubbed soothing Vicks on his chest and gave him some Tylenol he slept for a long time.

Liz arrived at Chico's about 8:00. They shared a romantic dinner lovingly prepared by their friend Della. After dinner they settled down in the bedroom to make some magic . . .

Upstairs Louie and Ed were watching the game against Cincinnati and the Angels, enjoying beer and pizza.

About 11:00 Carlotta came in to kiss Her son before going to work. 'How I wish I could stay and care for you but I have to work' she thought to herself, she kissed the sleeping child and replaced the covers that had fallen beside the bed, he stirred slightly as she did.

"Sh sh. Sweetie, it's Mama just rest."

She left the room and went to the living room. "David, Joey is asleep. Could you please check from time to time to see that he is covered?"

"I will, little mama. I love you, you be careful don't hurt MY SON."

As Carlotta made her way to the nursing home just down the street her husband's words kept ringing in her ears. My son, my son. The thought that David was so happy about a baby should have pleased her. It did, and yet she had such an uneasy feeling about her that she couldn't shake it.

About 11:30 David, slightly intoxicated, left the house to go the bar he liked to frequent.

"That kid ain't goin nowhere, I gotta celebrate I'm gonna be a Papa!"

At midnight Joey awoke to a loud clap of thunder. It was raining hard and the wind was practically screaming.

"Mama! Mama I'm scared!" When she didn't come to him he got up to look for her, calling for her as he searched the house. He never liked storms.

"Mama!" As he was making his way back into the living room, and realized he was alone, he sat on the sofa and cried.

CRASH!

Glass had shattered everywhere, the already frightened boy screamed as a huge tree branch came through the living room window landing inches away from where he sat.

Joey screamed again and ran out of the house. He didn't know the number but he knew where he needed to be, Chico's.

It had only taken him a few minutes to get there but it seemed like forever. Jose stopped in front of the garage, he was cold and wet. He pounded on the door.

"Chico! I hear pounding."

"That's the beating of my heart mi Amor." He tried to pick up where they had just left off but than he thought he heard it too.

"Chico, help!" The little boy called, but his voice was no match for the roaring wind and the closed door. He pounded again, and again.

Chico got out of bed followed closely by Liz. "Liz, stay here."

"If you think I'm gonna let you go out there alone your loco, besides, I'm scared."

As they reached the garage door the pounding started again. When Chico opened the door Jose literally fell into his arms!

"Ay Dios Mio! Liz, get some blankets! Ed! Ed! Get down here, pronto!"

Liz returned with some blankets and helped Chico wrap the shaking boy up in them.

Ed made his way down the stairs mad about having been awakened.

"What in the sam hill is going on down here?!"

Chico carried Joey into his apartment and put him on his bed.

"Chico, we have to get him warm and dry. I'll get him something dry to wear, you get the wet clothes off of him por favor."

"Ay Dios Mio Liz am I glad you're here!" exclaimed Chico as he removed the wet clothes and dried Joey off as good as he could.

"Chico, what's happened?" Ed questioned him.

"I'm not sure, we heard knocking on the door, and Joey was out in the rain all by himself. Joey, what happened? Where is your Mom?"

"I wwwas asleep, it ssstormed. No one wwwas home, broke window, ssscared." He began to cough and cough, a spell that Chico thought would never pass.

"Here we go Chico help me get him dressed, pull his arms through the sleeves, Ed he will need something to warm him, can you make some tea?"

"Here Ed, I'll make some hot lemonade, my mama used to make that for me when I was sick. You stay and help Liz," insisted Chico.

When Chico returned with the hot lemonade, Liz had Jose dried, dressed in one of Chico's pajama tops and was rocking him back and forth on the bed.

What a beautiful picture they made. How Chico longed to make her his wife, and the mother of his children.

"This is the first time he's let me touch him. Poor baby, he's burning up, sweetie can you drink some of this for Liz? It'll warm you up. Chico, he's shaking."

After he finished drinking Chico questioned their houseguest.

"Joey where is your Mama? And David, where is David?"

"DDDaavid made the tree broke it I ddidn't!"

"Joey, son please tell me what happened, why are you out in the rain alone?"

Joey was drinking more of the lemonade so Chico waited for him to finish.

"Mama's working, I got up when it thundered. I was scared, I couldn't find anyone.

The window broke, I didn't do it."

"Joey did David leave you alone in that house tonight?"

The tired boy could only nod in agreement.

Chico was fuming as he spoke. "That bastard left a 6 year old, and a sick one at that, home alone during a storm!" He grabbed his coat from the closet and headed for the door.

"Chico be reasonable. Calm down," pleaded Ed. "Don't do anything you'll be sorry for."

Chico turned to his dearest friend. "Ed, trust me, I won't regret this. That son of a bitch has had this coming for a long time! Stay and help Liz I'll be back soon."

Chico jumped in Ed's truck and sped down the street. Once he got to Joey's house he ran up the steps.

He banged on the door in case the bastard was home again, but the door came open and slammed against the wall, Chico had knocked so hard.

As Chico made his way in he could see the window Jose had been so upset about. Sure enough a big tree had fallen through the living room window. Chico bent over to pick up the larger pieces of glass, and then made his way through the house. "Hendricks! Hendricks this is Chico if you're here come on out! I've got something for you!"

Just at that moment Mr. Hendricks came through the open doorway. "Well, hell-o, Mr. Garage Man, did you come to help me celebrate? What the hell, that lousy kid must have thrown himself a little party."

Chico was so angry he wanted to kill that drunk. "You lousy son of a . . . You left Joey here alone during a storm!"

"It wasn't storming when I left and anyway I had to celebrate. I'm gonna be a Papa!"

"Listen, you are a Papa to a great kid and what do you do, you leave him alone when he needs someone!"

"No you listen," roared Mr. Hendricks. "That ain't my kid he's just someone's leftovers and where the Hell is he anyway, he has some big explaining to do and he's gonna clean up this mess by God, or . . .." He reached out and picked up a board that had once been the windowsill and staggered toward Joey's room.

"He's not here!" yelled Chico as he tried to grab Mr. Hendricks. David swung around and tried to connect the board to the side of the young mechanics head.

Chico ducked and as he did the very intoxicated Mr. Hendricks fell to the floor,

passed out from his "celebrating". Chico never actually had to lay a hand on him. He stepped over the man on the floor and went out the door and climbed into the truck.

As Chico entered the garage Ed was just coming out of his office. "Oh thank goodness I was almost ready to call the cops, what happened?"

"I got there and there was no one there alright. There's a big tree in the living room it broke through, there's glass everywhere. I . . ."

"Ed! Come here I think we should call the doctor!" Liz was calling from Chico's room. The two friends ran over.

"Oh Chico thank god you're back. We need to call a doctor, Joey has a fever of 104 and he's wheezing. A fever of 104 isn't as dangerous in a child as in an adult but still. Did you find anyone at home?"

"I'll call Dr. Sanchez, and then his mom." Chico went to the office to make the calls.

"The Dr. will be right over. That bastard Hendricks left Joey alone to celebrate. He says he's going to be a Papa, he left a sick kid home alone, and he had the nerve to threaten Joey. He picked up a board from the windowsill and was gonna beat him with it, he was heading for Joey's room, I told him Jose wasn't there and he went for me with the board. I ducked and he fell to the floor, passed out drunk."

Their conversation was interrupted by coughing in the other room.

"Chico you and Liz go take care of the boy I'll call his Mom."

"Thanks Ed, the number's on the wall by the phone over there." He pointed as he and Liz made there way to the child.

Before Ed could even get to the phone there was a knock on the door. "I'll get that," he called to Chico in the other room. He opened the door and was greeted by Dr. Sanchez. "Hiya Doc he's right this way."

"Hi Doc, I'm glad you could come sorry about the hour," Chico apologized. "This is my girlfriend, Liz."

"Yes, Ms. Garcia, I've seen you at work. Well who do we have here?" Dr. Sanchez sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the sick boy. He spoke to him as he put his stethoscope in his ears. "What's your name son?"

"Joey," he said before coughing overtook him. Chico instinctively moved toward his little friend.

"Well Joey that's quite a cough you've got there, I'm just going to listen to your chest sounds with this, it will be a little cold at first."

Dr. Sanchez put the stethoscope to Joey's chest and listened. After a few minutes he spoke. "Joey, breathe in for me would you?" Joey couldn't take a very big breath before the dry cough would start. "Breathe out for me."

"My chest hurts, Chico, I want my mama."

"Ed's in the other room calling her, Pal, she'll be here soon, just listen to the Dr. he wants to make you well." Chico was past anger now, his heart was aching for this poor boy.

The Doctor continued. "I'm just going to take your temperature, keep your lips closed around the thermometer, por favor."

Ed came back in the room. "I called, she'll be here in a few minutes. How is Joey?"

"The Doctor is still checking him over," answered Chico.

"Chico, is there a shower here?" inquired the doctor.

"Si, right through there," Chico pointed.

"Muy bien. Nurse Garcia I want you to turn the hot water on in the shower . . .."

"No!" Joey cried, until another dry coughing spell stopped him.

"No no son," Dr. Sanchez consoled. "No one is going to hurt you, we just need to get you some steam to loosen up your chest so you can breathe, do you understand? Nurse Garcia I want you to run hot water in the shower and close the door. When it steams up in there Chico, I want you to take Joey in there and sit with him, I'd do it but he trusts you, get him to take in as much of the steam as he can. It will loosen up his chest."

As Liz prepared the shower Chico got out of his shirt. The doctor took the thermometer out of the patients mouth. "104, what was his temp earlier?"

"Liz said it was 104 before we called you," answered Chico.

""The shower is ready!" called Liz.

Chico picked up the little boy and gently carried him into the bathroom. "Is this gonna hurt?"

"Not a bit mi amigo, this will feel good and you'll sleep much better too."

The two went into the bathroom and Liz closed the door behind them.

Dr. Sanchez turned to Ed. "How did such a sick child come to be on your doorstep Mr. Brown?"

"He's a friend of ours we watch him some when his mother works, I called her she'll be coming from work any minute."

Ed had no sooner said this then Carlotta came running through the garage. "Jose, mi vida, where are you?"

"We're in here Mrs. Hendricks," called Ed.

"Oh Gracias Senor Brown for calling me, I don't understand. I would never leave my son. David promised to care for him while in was working, where is my baby?"

"He and Chico are in the bathroom-Joey needed steam to loosen his chest and Chico is in there with him," said Ed.

"Jose, Mama's coming!"

"Uno momento, Mrs. Hendricks, I need to ask you some questions," replied Dr. Sanchez.

"My son needs me when I've seen to him I will answer all your questions."

She made her way to the bathroom, took her son from Chico.

"Gracias Chico, how did you know my baby needed you again?"

"He came over here about an hour and a half ago. You help Joey now I'll tell you about it later. He needs you now."

Chico closed the door to the bathroom and made his way out of the apartment.

He could tell that the doctor and his friends were in the office.

"Chico mi amigo, can you tell me what is going on here? I'm afraid I may have to report Mrs. Hendricks to the LA County Social Services."

"Oh no, Dr., not her, she was working. Her husband was at home with her son when she left. Apparently he left Joey in the house..."

"Doctor!" called Carlotta from the other room. "My son is breathing easier, what do I do now?"

"You may get him settled in bed. I believe he has the croup, a steam treatment every couple hours as needed and I will give him some Tylenol to bring his fever down."

"Croup, my poor baby!"

"Nurse Garcia, could you please tend to the boy? I would like to talk to his mother."

"No, he needs me, I must go to him."

The doctor detained her from leaving the room. "Please Senora, I need your cooperation if we are going to help your son."

"Here you can have a seat here," Chico offered the sofa to them. "Can I get anyone anything?"

"No, thank you Chico, could you excuse us please?"

"No, Chico has been a good friend I would like him to stay, por favor."

Dr. Sanchez nodded, and Chico took the chair nearest the sofa.

"Mrs. Hendricks did you know your son was ill when you left the house this evening?"

"Yes i did, but I-I tried to get a replacement but there was so much sickness at work I found no one."

"Did you leave your son home alone?"

"NO NEVER-My husband David was home, he said he'd watch him for me, I'd never leave him alone, Chico you believe me don't you?" Panicking, she turned to her son's friend for reassurance.

"I believe you Mrs. H, but why didn't you bring him over here? I would have watched him."

At this question Carlotta broke down. "Ay Dios Mio! What have I done, this is not right. I thought I could trust David, this time. This is not good." Chico got up to get Carlotta some tissues.

"Mrs. Hendricks you mean you left the boy in the care of his father?"

"No, David is my second husband. I was a widow. Joey's father died. I'm afraid that I didn't know until it was too late that David was not capable of loving a child that is not his, Ay Dios Mio what have I done?" she wailed again, "I can't have it, it's a mistake." Carlotta sobbed uncontrollably.

"Doctor, if I may, I may be able to answer some of your questions," Chico offered.

"I met Joey and his family several months ago. Joey and I are friends and as such I have on occasion watched Joey while his mom worked. Trust me Dr. whatever happened tonight I can assure you that Mrs. H did not leave her son home alone, she is a good mother."

"Very well, Chico, I have known you since you were little. I trust your judgement. I will check the boy once more before I leave. Mrs. Hendricks, your son should not need the hospital THIS TIME, I will be back to check on him tomorrow. Chico I hope you don't mind a house guest for a couple of days, the boy should not be moved until his fever is down."

Dr. Sanchez went to check on Joey.

"Chico, thank you for your help. I don't know what i would do if I lost Jose. That Dr. thinks I would neglect my son doesn't he?"

"You have to understand Mrs. H, he is a Doctor. They see so much and they are obligated to ask questions. He is only trying to do the best for Jose."

The Doctor returned a moment later. "He is resting comfortably Mrs. Hendricks, you can indeed count yourself blessed that Chico was home and that he likes a good nurse who knew just what to do. Until tomorrow. I will see myself out."

"Thanks Doc, for everything," called Chico. When the Doctor had left Carlotta sat down on the sofa and cried, "What will I do-what will happen to my son?"

"Mrs. H., I don't mean to pry but may I ask, what are you talking about? I want to help if I can."

"Oh Chico! No one can help. I have made a terrible mess of things. I tried to call for a replacement, no one could come in. I thought I could trust David, he seemed so happy."

"He said something about celebrating when I saw him earlier."

"You saw him? Where was he?"

"At your house, after we found Joey he was rambling on about home alone trees and being scared. I left him here with Liz and Ed and I went to your house. Apparently David had left Joey home alone, it started to storm causing him to wake up."

Carlotta was crying softly as she listened to what Chico was telling her.

"When he awoke and found no one home he was scared and at some point a tree fell through the living room window and that must have been when Joey ran over here. He was knocking on the door about midnight. Soaked to the skin and coughing."

"You said you saw David, where?"

"As I said I went to your place, thought maybe someone needed help. Joey kept saying David would be mad about a tree, so I thought I'd better investigate. I found that a tree had fallen through your window and as I was looking around to see where you or David were, David staggered in. He said he had to celebrate. He tried to hit me with a board from your windowsill and as I ducked he fell to the floor passed out drunk."

"Oh my poor poor boy, he has such troubles, now what will happen when the new baby comes?" Carlotta's tears flowed anew. "Chico I am so sorry for all the trouble we have brought you."

"Don't talk like that Mrs. H, my mama raised me to help people, I'm glad to. I'm only sorry that there is such sadness in your life right now. I will get some blankets. You can sleep in my bed with your son, and if you like I will ask Liz to stay. She can sleep on the sofa and I'll sleep up in Ed's apartment. We can talk more tomorrow, you need your rest too."

Chico was able to persuade Liz to stay the rest of the night and he bunked on the floor in Ed's room and before long all was peaceful at Ed's garage once again.

Chapter 11

Liz awoke about 4:30. Joey was coughing and struggling to take in air.

As his mother helped him sit up Liz ran to turn the hot water on. When the room was all steamy Carlotta carried her son in the small room and sat with him.

Liz thought as long as she was up she might just as well start a breakfast for everyone, she knew that Chico and Ed were early risers and after what they all went through last night a little pampering couldn't hurt.

To her surprise, when she entered the garage from Chico's apartment there was her man standing near the hot plate, making breakfast!

"Buenos Dias mi Corazon. How handsome you look in your little apron." Liz smiled as she read the writing on Her Chico's apron--'Kiss the cook'. "With pleasure my Prince Charming."

The two lovers shared a tender kiss.

"Liz, mami, you looked so beautiful last night sitting on the bed with Joey in your arms. I can't wait to raise children with you mi amor"

"You were quite impressive last night my sweet prince. How I long to call my Chico Papa." They were kissing when Carlotta came into the room.

"Oh forgive me for barging in on you. I seem to bother you all the time."

Liz and Chico turned to Carlotta.

"How is Joey this morning?" questioned Chico.

"He's resting comfortably again now. Liz, thank you for your help with the steam again this morning. Chico thank you, and Ed too, for your generosity and all we put you through last night."

"How's his fever?" Liz, ever the professional, inquired.

"It's down, 101.8."

"That's much better than last night," responded Liz, relief very evident in her tone.

"Breakfast is served ladies, have a seat." Chico took a bow and with a sweep of his long arm offered the ladies chairs and began to dish breakfast.

"Thank you but I really should go home quickly before Joey awakens and see what it's like there."

"Nonsense, you've had a long night and you need to eat, I'll tell you what, eat some breakfast and afterwards I'll go over to the house with you if you like. We're going to have to contact a tree service to move the tree from your front room and I'll help you clean things up."

"Chico that's a great idea, I will be more than happy to stay with Joey until you and Mrs. Hendricks return," offered Liz.

Ed had just come from his room upstairs. "How is Joey this morning?"

"Morning Ed," greeted Chico." He's still asleep. Can I use the truck for a while this morning? I'm going to take Mrs. Hendricks to check on her home this after we eat."

"Well Chico I know you're just trying to be helpful but whose gonna stay with the kid if you leave with his Mom? I'm here, but someone has to mind the garage," asked Ed.

"Don't worry Ed I can stay until Carlotta and Chico return," Liz was quick to reassure Ed.

"Mrs. H, you sit and enjoy your breakfast. I'll call the tree service and they'll meet us over there, the earlier we get started the faster you'll get back here for Joey." Chico made his way to the phone.

As Chico made the call Joey had awakened and was calling for his Mother. Carlotta excused herself from the table and went to her son. It was so kind of them to prepare breakfast for me but I cannot look at eggs just now, she thought to herself.

"Good morning Hijo, how do you feel today?" She sat on the edge of the bed and took Jose in her arms.

"Mama, I'm so glad you're here. I woke up and no one was home. I sat on the couch to wait for you and the tree broke through the window."

Carlotta began to weep. "Ay Dios mio, I'm so sorry Jose, I never would have went to work if I'd have thought for a moment that he would leave."

"Don't cry Mama, por favor."

Liz came in to check on her patient followed closely by Chico.

"Hey Pal! You gave us a real scare last night. How are you feeling today?" questioned Chico.

"My chest doesn't hurt like last night."

"Well that's good to hear. You must be getting better then."

Carlotta rose from the bed. "Excuse me, please." She quickly made her way to the bathroom.

"Chico, mi amor, I am the nurse. I will check and tell you if he is better. That eees my job," quipped Liz.

"Yes Nurse Garcia," Chico answered as he gave the nurse a kiss.

"Are you feeling up to some eggs this morning, pal?"

Joey shrugged his shoulders.

"Tell ya what, I'll go get you a little breakfast and you just eat what you can. Is that a deal?"

"Ok. Thanks."

Chico left to get Joey some breakfast. Carlotta came from the bathroom just as Liz was reading the thermometer.

"100, that's much better than it was last night!" said Liz excitedly.

"Oh I am so relieved," Carlotta commented. "Mi nino, you gave me such a fright."

Chico came in with Joey's breakfast.

"Here you go, little amigo." He sat the tray on the bed in front of Joey and sat down beside him. "I can stay with Joey for awhile, why don't you ladies go have something to eat."

"I don't know about you, Carlotta, but I am famished." Liz turned to her new friend as she spoke.

"I really couldn't eat a thing."

"Well at least keep me company. Please, I hate to eat alone, it will give us a chance to get to know each other."

"All right, I would like that."

The ladies had finished breakfast and were clearing the table when Chico returned to the garage.

"Mrs. Hendricks are you ready to head over to your place? I called the tree service and they said they'd meet us over there."

"Uno momento por favor, I want to tell Jose I am leaving."

"He's sleeping, I'll get the truck."

Carlotta quietly made her way into the small apartment and gave her son a kiss. He's still a little warm but he's much better than last night. Sleep well, my Angel.

As Carlotta was re-entering the garage, David came in.

"Oh, thank God I've found you! I left the house last night to get some cough medicine for the kid and when I returned the house was a mess."

Chico could not believe the bold-faced lie he was hearing. Does he really expect anyone to believe that? He really wanted to speak up but he dared not make trouble.

"You say you left to get cough medicine for Jose?"

"Yes and when I got back there was a tree in the living room."

"Chico says that you were drunk and tried to hit him with a board. Is this true?" Carlotta demanded.

"Yes I almost hit him, what do you think I would do when I come home late at night and there's a stranger in my home? As far as being drunk, I had a few beers to celebrate our little one, is that a problem?"

"David lets finish this at home please. Chico, I thank you for your kindness, my husband is here now so there is no need for you to help at the house. When my son awakens would you please tell him I will be back soon?"

"I will and don't worry about him, I'll look after him."

David and Carlotta left the garage, and Chico grabbed the plates off the table and proceeded to follow Ed upstairs. "Can you believe the nerve of that guy? He stood here in front of witnesses and lied to her!"

Ed turned to Chico, after placing his dishes in the sink. "Chico I have to admit I don't like the man myself, but I'm not one to judge him as I've tipped a few myself." Ed chuckled at his own little joke. "But I do know that when you love someone you tend to overlook their faults and believe the best in them."

"Yea I guess but . . ." Ed interrupted Chico.

"What makes you so sure that she believed his lie?" Chico had no answer for that. How was he to know for sure what she believed or not? he thought. I just hope no one gets hurt over his lie.

The two friends made their way downstairs to open the garage for the days work.

Meanwhile back at the Hendricks household, Carlotta is surveying the damage to her home for the first time.

"Ay Dios mio! What on earth . . ." Carlotta sees the tree on her sofa and begins to weep. Her husband comes to her side, and puts his arm around her shoulder.

"Lotta, it's not that bad, we'll get it cleaned up."

In a burst of anger Carlotta turns to David. "Look at this place, just look at it! You left my son alone in this house during a storm, w-why he could have been killed!"

"Lotta I told you, I went to get medicine for the kid. I got tired of listening to him hacking so I went to get something for his cough."

"Since when do they have cough medicine at the liquor store, David? Chico was here last night he said you were falling down drunk!"

"Chico says, Chico says. Damn it, Lotta between you and that kid that's all I ever hear is Chico this or Chico that..." They were interrupted by a knock on the door, and Carlotta was quick to answer it.

"Yes?"

"Excuse us ma'am, my name is Mando and this is Salvador, we're from the 'Trees Will Pack Their Trunks Stump Removal Co.' Chico Rodriguez called us about a tree in your living room."

"Si, come in." Carlotta moved to let the two men inside.

After eyeing the damage Mando spoke. "We can have this cleared for you in no time, and we'll haul it away for you as well."

The two men left the house to get to the task at hand, and in a few minutes the roar of the chainsaw filled the neighborhood.

Not wanting to continue the discussion in the presence of strangers Carlotta began cleaning up the broken glass. She wanted to get back to Jose as quickly as possible.

In the meantime, at the garage, Liz had to return to work at the hospital Jose had just awakened and was looking for his mother.

"Mama," Jose called as he entered the garage. "Mama!"

"Hi Bud, your mom went to the house to clean things up, she'll be back in a little while," said Chico as he knelt beside the boy. "How are you feeling?"

"Ok, I guess, is mama there by herself?"

Chico hated to tell Joey the truth but the boy trusted him. "No Joey, David is there with her. At least they left here together."

Joey tried to get past Chico. "I have to go home. My mama needs me."

Chico took the boy by the arm. "No Joey you have to stay here, your mom said she'd be right back. You need to rest so you can get well."

Joey was trying to pull away from Chico's grasp. "No I have to go! David will be mad, Mama needs me!" Ed came out of the office.

"What's all the commotion about? I thought you were sleeping?" He turned to Joey.

"Let go! I wanna go!"

In desperation, Chico picked the small boy up in his arms and carried him back to the apartment.

"Joey, your mom is fine. She went home to straighten the house and will be returning shortly. She wants you to stay here and rest."

"I can't! David will be mad."

Chico knew Joey's mom would want him to stay there so he tried another tactic, he continued on in a firm voice. "Joey, settle down." Joey was so upset he began coughing again. "See there, now your coughing again. Now settle down and tell me why you think your step-dad is going to be mad?"

"The tree in the house. There was glass everywhere he'll think I did it and if I'm not there . . ." Joey didn't try and finish explaining. "I have to go to the bathroom," said Joey as he got out of bed, but instead of going in the bathroom he darted to the apartment door.

Joey was quick but Chico's legs were a lot longer and Joey was no match for his friend.

"Hey Pal, I thought we were friends?" Chico asked in an injured tone as he scooped the boy in his arms. This was too much. Joey began to sob.

"I'm sorry, Chico, I shouldn't lie. I don't want anything bad to happen."

Carlotta entered the room at that moment and seeing Jose in tears was immediately concerned for his health.

"Jose, what's wrong? Chico, why did you not call me if he is worse?"

Before Chico could respond Jose ran to his mother and clung to her as if she were a lifeboat on a stormy sea.

"Mama, are you ok? I'm sorry about the mess." As Chico had done a few moments earlier, Carlotta picked up the child and sat on the bedside that Chico had just vacated.

"Mi vida, I am fine. It is I who should be worrying about you. You are not to blame for the mess at home. It was the storm. If anyone is to blame it is David for leaving you alone when I trusted him, and I told him as much. It is I who am sorry." Carlotta turned to Chico. "Por favor, forgive me for jumping to conclusions and for the tone I used with you. You have been nothing but gracious."

"Apology accepted. Well now that you're here I'd better get back to work or I'll be joining the ranks of the unemployed."

Chico was opening his door when Joey stopped him. "Chico wait, I'm sorry I tricked you and tried to run. You are my friend I shouldn't lie, I'm sorry."

"Jose! What did you do?"

"I was worried about you, Mama. I tried to go home. When Chico wouldn't let me go I lied. I told him I had to use the bathroom, and when I got out of bed I ran for the door."

"Jose Eduardo Martine, that is no way to behave when Chico has been so kind. He was right, you are not to leave here until your fever is down. When you are here you are to obey both Chico and Ed as you would me or I will put you over my knee."

"Si Mama, I am sorry Chico."

"I know Pal, you rest now and I'll see you after work." He left the room and closed the door quietly behind him.

Jose's fever broke and stayed down so the next day Dr Spanola gave the ok for Carlotta to take her son home again.

"Good bye Chico, thank you for helping me. Thank you too, Ed," said Jose before leaving with his Mom.

"Hey sweetie what about me? Do you suppose I could give you a hug?" Liz asked hopefully.

Jose thought for a couple minutes, but only as a teaser, he had come to think of Liz as a good friend just as Chico and Ed were to him. "I guess so, but no kiss." he joked.

He gave his three compadres a hug and took his mom's hand to leave.

"It seems as if I say this all the time and still it's not enough, but I thank you again for everything," Carlotta spoke gratefully and from her heart.

"Please, it was our pleasure," answered Ed.

""Yes, I'm glad we could be here to help, just promise me something," Chico implored.

"Yes anything what?"

"Please, never be afraid to ask us for help. If you need a place for the day, or the night, or someone to help when he's sick, remember we're here."

There were tears in her eyes as she spoke. "Thank you. God has truly blessed us with kind friends, oh forgive me, I don't mean to cry so."

At that moment, the familiar black car once again pulled into the garage.

"Oh I see David is here. Come along, son, let's go home, I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise for me!" Jose squealed excitedly.

"Well actually it's for all of us." Jose's excitement dwindled some as his mom opened the front door and waited for him to climb in beside David.

"Well get in, we haven't got all night," ordered David gruffly. Casting a quick glance at his friends Jose climbed into the car.

And just as he did when they had first met, the small boy waved at Chico as the car backed out of the garage.

Several days later Jose and Santos came running into the garage. Both boys were out of breath from their run.

"Hiya Chico!" they echoed together.

"Hi boys, what's up?"

"We just came by to tell ya we won't be able to come by as much anymore, school starts tomorrow."

"Good then maybe Chico and I can get some work done around here," snapped Ed.

"Ed, be nice we get plenty of work done, you'll have to excuse Ed, boys, he just hates to admit that he's going to miss you. Isn't that right Eddie sweetie pie baby?" Chico teased Ed.

"Oh shut-up you. You know that's Shirley's name for me. Say boys, go into the office would you? There's a big box of cans and bottles taking up office space, get them out of here will you?"

"Great thanks Ed!" exclaimed Santos. He quickly made his way to the office for the recyclables.

"Chico, Ed, you know what Mama's surprise was?" They could tell that Joey was anxious to have them guess the surprise.

"A new puppy?" guessed Ed.

"I'd love one, but no."

"Season tickets to all the hockey games?" tried Chico.

Jose laughed at that. "You're funny. Mama at a hockey game? David wouldn't take me anywhere like that. Give up?"

Chico could see that the suspense was killing Joey. It made him sad to hear the boy say David wouldn't take him places. If I had a child I'd take them everywhere I could.

Chico was pulled from his daydream when Joey, who was quite impatient by now, called his name. "Chico, I said do you give up?"

"Uh yea, I'm sorry bud, what's the surprise?"

"I'm gonna be a big brother! My Mama is gonna have a baby!" Santos was coming from the office and heard his friends excited statement.

"Aw man, your gonna be a big brother-there goes the business. Little brothers follow you around and make pests of themselves."

"What makes you so sure of that Santos?" questioned Chico.

"Yea how would you know smarty-pants?" added Joey.

"I am a little brother that's how!" This remark caused the others in the garage to laugh uncontrollably. "Come on Joey let's take these bottles over to the center and go to the playground."

"I don't care what you say San, I'm gonna be the best big brother there is."

"i just bet you will pal," Chico bragged.

"Come on, Joey, let's go."

"Ok, bye guys."

Jose and Santos loaded the wagon, which had been left behind the garage, with their cans and left for the recycling center.

"How about that Ed? Joey's gonna be a big brother." Chico seemed excited about it but Ed knew the young Chicano well enough to sense a note of concern in his voice.

"It's nice but...?"questioned Ed.

"What do you mean Ed?"

"I know you Chico, something is worrying you, what is it?"

Chico smiled at Ed. "Ed you know me so well, it's just that when Joey mentioned about becoming a big brother I was reminded of something his mother said the night Joey came over during the thunderstorm."

"What did she say?" Ed asked curiously.

"She said my poor baby he has such problems now what will happen when the new baby comes."

"That does sound strange. Well, Chico you're doing all you can. It'll work out," Ed turned and went to his office. "I need a drink."

After he had poured the bourbon into the shot glass he kept in his cash register, Ed sat in his chair and began speaking, as he often did, to his late wife Margaret.

"Margaret, I told Chico he should be careful and now he's worried about that little kid. I am too Margaret. Hopefully it's nothing but you've always been close to God could you put in a good word for Chico and Joey with the head mechanic?"

Ed finished his drink, replaced the glass in the register, and closed the drawer.

The morning sun was beginning to stream through the window when Carlotta gently awoke her son.

"Good morning my little man. Wake up, it's time to get ready for school."

"Good morning Mama." Jose sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"Get dressed now son, your breakfast will be on the table."

As Jose dressed for school his mother returned to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her two men.

"Good morning dear, your omelet is almost ready, did you sleep well?"

"Good enough I guess how about you and 'my baby'?" inquired David.

"Just fine, thank you dear." Carlotta smiled and kissed the top of David's head as she put his plate on the table in front of him.

"I'm sure it will be nice for you to have that kid back in school again," jeered David.

"Why, what makes you say such a thing?" Carlotta was horrified to hear how he was talking about her son.

"Come on now Lotta, you work hard and what with our baby on the way you need all the rest you can get. With that kid out of your way most of the day you can rest before going to work."

"David! Jose is my son I love him he is not in my..." Carlotta cut herself short as Jose came from his room for breakfast. I hope he didn't hear any of what was just said, thought Carlotta.

"Well, I'm off to work love, there's no rest for the wicked.

"You must be tired," said Joey without thinking.

"What did you say?" snapped David.

"I, I said have a good day."

"That's what i thought you said. You be good today and don't make trouble for Lotta or I'll whip your butt when I get home. Ya got that?" David slapped the back of Joey's head as he asked.

"Yea."

David grabbed a handful of hair and pulled so that Jose was forced to crane his neck back to look at his step-dad as he spoke again. "I said, ya got that?!"

"Yes sir."

"That's better now get your ass off to school before I kick it for you."

"David please he hasn't finished his breakfast yet, let him eat."

"You don't want him to be late his first day do you? Besides he's almost done." Turning to Jose who was quickly trying to eat, he said "Get going kid, or you'll be late."

He was about to grab Jose by the arm to 'help' him from the chair, when Jose jumped up.

"Bye Mama."

Carlotta put her hand on Jose's shoulder. "No Jose, you go brush your teeth and then I will walk you to school on your first day."

"Yes Mama." As he shut the door to the bathroom Carlotta spoke. "David! Why must you be so harsh with the child? He is only six you know."

"There you go again Lotta, you treat that kid as if he were a baby and now with our baby on the way you need your rest and you certainly don't need two babies to take care of. You've gotta let him grow up."

"You keep saying our baby, have you forgotten that Jose is a part of our family as well?"

"Your family Lotta I'm outta here. I love you, see you after work." David came closer to kiss her good bye but as he neared, Carlotta turned so he could only kiss her cheek.

When David had left the house Jose came from the bathroom.

"I've brushed my teeth, is it time to go now?"

"Soon sweetie." Carlotta went to the closet to get her sweater. "Honey I'm sorry David was so rough with you this morning, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Jose rubbed his head.

"I do wish that you had not said what you did. It is very disrespectful to speak that way to a parent."

"HE IS NOT MY FATHER!" Jose had never spoken to his mother like that and it surprised her.

Although she was not so surprised that she would let that kind of attitude pass.

"Jose Eduardo Martine! Don't you ever raise your voice to me in such a way again. I am your Mother and I will not allow you to sass me like that."

Jose had surprised not only his mother with his outburst but himself as well and he began to cry.

"I'm sorry Mama. I'm sorry, I shouldn't yell at you I'm sorry."

Jose threw his arms around his Mom and clung to her as he cried.

"Ssh now, Jose, I forgive you. We have just had a difficult start to our day. It will get better. Vaminos, we must not be late your first day."

After Jose had cleaned himself up he and Carlotta walked hand in hand together down the street.

Carlotta and Jose walked along in silence for a while then Jose spoke.

"Mama, why doesn't David like me?"

"Oh Jose, he likes you." Carlotta answered trying to convince herself of that fact as much as she was Jose.

"Then why does he be mad and hurt me sometimes?" He questioned.

Carlotta knelt down to face her troubled son. "Jose, I believe David never learned how to be a good father. David was small when his father left he and his mother and his Uncle Walt helped to raise him."

"Was his Uncle Walt mean to him?" Jose asked with concern.

"Yes son, I believe he was. Please be patient, things will get better soon. I promise."

"Ok Mama. I will try and be good. Maybe if he learns on me he can be nice for the baby."

Carlotta was astonished at the wisdom of her little boy, and she was already proud of the man he would someday be.

"Let's go." she urged.

As the two arrived at the crossing guards post Jose could see that a group of children had already gathered, waiting to cross the intersection.

He didn't realize until this moment how glad he was to be starting school again.

The only hard part was that he would have less time to spend with his friends, Chico and Ed, at the garage.

Jose loved school. He loved the stories and games but his favorite thing of all was art.

With the crayons, markers, paints, and paper he could make anything he wanted. In his imagination, he was a construction worker like his Papa.

He had the power to create and fix things the way he thought they should go.

Jose and his mother entered the elementary school and made their way down to room 2 where they were greeted by a petite young brunette.

"hello, my name is Miss Birch, and I'll be your teacher this year." She extended a small hand to shake the even smaller hand of her first pupil.

"Hello Senorita Birch. I am Carlotta Hendricks and this is my son Jose."

"Good morning Jose. I am very pleased to meet you. Come on in. " Upon entering the classroom Miss Birch turned to Jose.

"Which would you prefer I call you, Jose or Joey?"

"Joey. I like that, my friend Chico calls me Joey."

"Alright then, Joey it is. Why don't you choose which desk you would like and perhaps your mother will help you get settled. There is a box of crayons on the desk, each student gets a box all their own."

When Jose heard that he smiled, almost literally, from ear to ear.

"Oh, you have won my son's heart. Drawing is one of his favorite activities."

"Wonderful, I look forward to seeing a lot of your artwork in the future. We will even do some painting from time to time. I see more students are coming in, I'd better greet them as well, please excuse me."

Jose chose a desk at the back of the room. After they had put his notepaper and pencils away it was time for Carlotta to leave.

"I'll see you later son, have a good day. I love you." She was going to kiss him good bye but he stopped her.

"Mama not in front of everybody."

"You are growing up so fast," she teased as she tousled his hair. She quickly blew him a kiss and left.

Jose sat at his desk and carefully opened his crayons. His fingers were just itching to draw with brand new crayons.

He was working on a picture of the car he had seen Chico working on a few days ago when Miss. Birch called the class to attention.

"All right, class. As i said before my name is Miss Birch and I will be your teacher this year. The crayons on your desk are for you to keep. However, schoolwork must be done before play or drawing time. I have basically one rule and that is RESPECT. Does anybody know what that word means?"

No one said anything.

"Respect means you listen to me and I will listen to you. You be kind to others and they will be kind to you. I'm sure as the year goes on we will all find this to be true. However," Miss. Birch paused. "Should there be any problems I will notify your parents and we will work together to fix the problem. Are there any questions?"

Once the introductions were made, Jose's second grade year got underway.

The morning was a flurry of activity pages, worksheets, and stories. By noon Jose was more than ready to eat, the breakfast he had to race through had deserted him long ago.

When his class arrived in the cafeteria Jose was excited to see his best friend San waving to him, an empty spot beside him at the table.

"Hey Joey! What's your teacher like? My teacher's name is Mrs. Downing, she looks crabby but I think she's ok. So far anyway."

"My teacher's name is Miss Birch. She's very nice, she even gave us all new crayons!"

The two friends visited there way through lunch and played on the jungle gym at recess, when the students were summoned back into their rooms it was craft time.

For Jose the last hour flew by too fast, but he consoled himself with the thought that he would stop by the garage on the way home to visit Chico.

Meanwhile at the garage, Chico and Ed were finding that the day was dragging by without Joey and Santos dropping by to entertain them.

"Chico would you go into the storeroom and see if you can find a patch for this inner tube?" requested Ed.

"Sure thing Ed." While Chico was in the storeroom Jose ran into the garage.

"Hiya Ed! Schools out."

"So I see I was wondering if that was really you or the bourbon I had for lunch."

Chico comes in from the storeroom, and Joey runs up to him excitedly.

"Hey Chico! Guess what?"

"Hi pal, what should I guess?"

"My new teacher's name is Miss Birch, she gave us all new crayons, she wants to see my pictures..." Joey was talking so excitedly that Chico could hardly understand him.

"Whoa, slow down buddy."

"Yea slow down, I'm an old man I can only hear so fast," added Ed.

"My teacher's name is Miss Birch. She's nice." He pulled a box from his book bag. "Look what she gave everyone in class, brand new crayons! And she says we might even paint one day!"

"It sure sounds like you had a good day today, buddy," Chico enthused.

"When I was at school it was fun."

"Hi fellas, I couldn't help but notice you have a visitor who looks hungry. I brought over some fresh donuts and milk."

"Della the guardian Angel of cuisine has come through again," joked Chico.

As they all helped themselves to a snack, Chico quizzed Joey about his day.

"Joey you said once you got to school you had a good day, why not before?"

Joey shrugged his shoulders.

"Did you over sleep baby?" Della asked. "I know when I oversleep i might just as well stay in bed because the whole day goes down hill from there."

"That doesn't always follow Della, I mean look your here, in my garage and I didn't oversleep," said Ed.

Joey laughed, he liked to watch the two friends tease each other.

"Watch it Brown, need I remind you that this is my garage. Keep it up old timer and I'll raise your rent, you ol prune!"

Chico wanted to know more about Joey's day so he tried to shift the direction of the conversation back over to Joey.

"How is your mom? She's not sick is she?"

"No she's fine, she got mad at me this morning though."

"How come, baby?" inquired Della.

"I got mad when she said I had to talk to my parents nicely."

"Well, that's right sweet boy you do," Della reminded him gently.

"Oh I know but I told her David wasn't my Papa, well..." Joey was hesitant he hated to admit what he did. He didn't want his friends to think he was a brat. Having David think so was bad enough, he couldn't stand it if his friend Chico thought he was bad.

"I-I hollered at her. I didn't mean to it just slipped."

"That happens sometimes, people get mad and it's easy to say and do things they don't want to do," stated Chico. As soon as he had said that he was reminded of the harsh way he had spoken to his father before he discovered the truth about why Gilberto Rodriguez had not been a part of his life for so long.

"I know that now Chico, Mama explained it to me today."

Chico chuckled at the serious statement on Joey's face as he spoke. "What did she say pal?"

"She says David doesn't know how to be a Papa, that's why he's mad lotsa times."

"Oh." Chico found himself at a loss for words at this comment.

When Chico said no more Joey continued. "So he learns with me then he can be a good Papa to the baby, isn't that right?"

No one knew what to say to the little boy at first, and just as Della was about to Joey spoke again.

"Thanks for the donuts I better go home so Mama won't worry. See ya tomorrow"

As Joey made his way down the street Chico, Ed, and Della stood silently watching him walk down the street.

It had been a couple of weeks since the storm that had brought a tree crashing through the Hendricks' window, luckily the insurance company paid up and they were able to replace the window rather quickly.

As a celebration Carlotta wanted to host a BBQ and invite a few friends. Liz and Chico both had to work and Ed and Shirley Shriff had gone for a weekend get-a-way. Santos Garcia, Jose's friend, and his parents were glad to accept the invitation as it gave them an opportunity to meet the rest of Jose's family.

It was about 6:30 Saturday when Manuel and Rosa Garcia and their sons Santos, Miguel arrived for the BBQ.

"Buenos dias, Mrs. Hendricks, thank you so much for the wonderful invitation. It is so nice to meet you and your esposo, here is a little something for the dinner. It is my special salsa," greeted a very jovial Mrs. Garcia.

"And here are some chips and crackers for the salsa. Where is Joey?" Santos asked as he gave the salsa to Carlotta.

Carlotta gave Santos a little hug as she spoke. "Joey, as you say, is in his room. I believe he went to get his baseball, go on in dear." Turning to Rosa she continued. "Buenos Dias to su Mrs. Garcia, thank you for the salsa refreshments, it was not necessary to bring anything but yourselves. You are very generous."

Mrs. Garcia smiled and said, "Por favor call me Rosa, after all we are friends now know?"

"Si, si and you may call me Carlotta."

David approached the ladies as they were talking.

"David this is Rosa Garcia, Santos’ mother, Rosa this is my husband David."

"Hello, nice to meet you. If you'll excuse me ladies I’ll just go over and help Mr. Garcia with the chairs." David took Rosa's hand a placed a gentle kiss on the back of it before going to help Manuel.

"Carlotta, your esposo is quite encantador!" gushed Rosa.

"Si, he certainly is," Carlotta beamed as she watched her husband, the gracious host. Maybe news of the baby has changed things for our family. Carlotta thought hopefully.

As the men were hauling the cooler of beer and pop that Manuel had brought for the BBQ, the ladies, who had become fast friends already, were hard at work setting the food on the picnic table.

"It sure was kind of you and your esposa to invite us over today." Manuel said gratefully.

"My who and I?" asked David.

"Su esposa, that's your wife, I’m sorry I didn't know you aren’t familiar with the language."

"That's all right, I suppose I should learn Spanish now when my, espo, espo, my wife is going to have MY SON. By the way thank you for bringing all the drinks Mr. Garcia."

"Oh call me Manuel, all my friends do, congratulations on becoming a father again. You will like having two children, Miguel, go get the lawn chairs out of the trunk por favor." Manuel handed a beer to David, but was speaking to his oldest son as he did and did not notice the look of irritation on his host’s face at the mention of two sons.

"This is my first child, Lotta was a widow when I met her. Jose is the child from her first marriage." David corrected quickly but politely. I’d set that straight right now but I don't want to offend the man with the booze. David smiled to himself at the thought.

"Congratulations."

Jose and Santos had come from the house and were playing catch in the yard. a few nights earlier Chico and Mando had taken Jose and Santos to a baseball game. As a souvenir Chico bought both boys a baseball, and Mando had gotten them each a cap.

"Lotta the grill is ready, can you get the steaks please?" David requested. "Boys move over now before that ball lands in the grill or someone gets hurt," said David.

Once the steaks were on the grill the ladies sat down to visit while the men BS'd over beer. The three boys continued to play catch.

"I'm so glad Jose has such a good friend in your son."

"Me too, I am only sorry that San was so cruel to Jose when they first met. I'm also glad that San no longer has a desire to play with Raul. He is always in some sort of mischief."

"I often worried about Jose, when I and his stepfather are both working you know, what he would get into, but since he has become such good friends with Senor Chico and Senor Brown I no longer worry as much," admitted Carlotta.

"Si, I know they are good people, Mr. Brown is much happier since Chico came into his garage, and his life. It's too bad they were not able to join us today." Rosa loved having a new friend to visit and share the 'latest' with. "Perhaps next time they can join us at our home-It would be our pleasure to have your lovely family as our dinner guests next time."

"Soups on!" yelled David from his position behind the grill. "Come and get it!!"

Everyone proceeded to the grill with plates, to dish up. The boys came running up to the grill.

"Jose be careful you could knock the grill over!" David yelled.

"I-I'm sorry David," Jose replied embarrassed at having been scolded in front of his friends.

"Yes boys, be careful we don't want anyone getting hurt on such a lovely day as this," agreed Rosa.

"Mr. Garcia perhaps you would honor us by saying the grace for the meal today?" inquired Carlotta.

"Si, it would be my pleasure and please, call me Manuel, dear Lord we ask your blessing upon this meal and humbly offer thanksgiving for our new friends and this time together, in Jesus name Amen."

The food, drinks and laughter were plentiful throughout the evening and all too soon it was time to clean up.

Rosa and Carlotta were in the house putting away leftovers and chatting, Miguel had gone home early to finish homework.

Santos and Jose were once again playing catch. David was putting out the flames in the grill and trying to cool the briquettes more quickly with the BBQ fork used to turn the steaks.

"If you'll excuse me David I’ll just carry some of the heavier dishes in the house for the ladies, San could you get the door for your Papa, por favor?"

"Si Papa, I'm coming" Santos threw the ball to Jose before going to help his father.

"Mrs. Hendricks, can I please have something to drink?" asked San as he followed his dad in the house.

Jose ran to retrieve the ball, which had rolled under the grill coming to a stop on the other side.

"Jose didn’t I tell you to be careful around the grill!" David jabbed at Jose with the fork he had been stirring around in the grill. Jose jumped back to avoid being poked and backed into the grill!

Mama!" Jose cried as the pain shot through him. He had backed into the grill and it felt as though his skin was being eaten away. Jose was screaming and crying when everyone came rushing from the house.

"Ai Dios mio, what has happened?" screamed Carlotta as she watched her son running through the yard screaming for all he was worth.

Manuel ran to the nearby cooler and grabbed the ice pack which kept the contents cold, grabbed Jose as he came near, and lifting the child's shirt pressed the ice pack on the burned area.

"Lotta, the kid just backed into the grill! I had just told him to be careful AGAIN and wham he backs right into the thing!" David yelled with disgust.

Jose was still crying when his mom came to his side. "I'm here mi vida." She turned to Manuel. "Thank you for this, I am a nurse and when my son needs me I stand and ask questions instead of helping him."

"No problem, I think you'd better take him to the emergency room though, it looks tough."

David approached. "Yes we will, thank you, would you mind tending to the grill so I can take them to the hospital?" asked David.

"Yes we would be glad to. You go on and we will straighten up before we go so you'll not have to worry about that when you get home," Rosa was quick to assure.

"Gracias, mi amiga," thanked Carlotta as she began lifting a still sobbing Jose in her arms.

"Here Lotta let me." David reached for Jose and the boy screamed all the louder.

"Oh for Heaven sake we have to get you to the hospital boy and your Mama shouldn't be carrying you in her condition!" David, ignoring Jose's protest, took the child from Lotta's arms and went to the car followed closely by Lotta.

As the car pulled out of the driveway Rosa said, "I hope Jose will be ok. Probecito."

At the emergency room, Carlotta stayed behind to fill out the forms with Jose's medical history and sign the form giving consent for treatment, while David carried the crying child into the treatment room.

David put Jose on the examining table as the nurse began asking questions. "How old is your son?"

"Oh for Christ sake, he's my step-kid, ask his mom she's out in the waiting area! Can’t you get a doctor in here!" David was more interested in getting treatment for Jose so he would stop yelling than he was out of concern for the injured child.

The nurse quickly left to find the Doctor and when David was alone with Jose he said, "You just wait till I get you home! All this trouble, and our company had to leave, not to mention how much this is gonna cost and with a new baby on the way we didn't need this from you now!"

The look on David's face frightened Jose more now than the burns did, and he knew one thing for sure, he did not want to go home tonight.

"I- you made me do it." Jose said through a new burst of fresh tears.

"You just shut up about that! I told you many times to be careful, seems to me you got what you deserved." As he scolded Jose he slapped the ice pack on the fresh burn. Jose cried all the harder and at that moment Dr. Stone entered the exam room.

"Well, who do we have here?"

"My stepson backed into our Bar-b-Que grill this evening. If I’d told him once I told him a thousand times to be careful around that thing, but you know kids hey Doc?" chuckled David.

As the doctor removed the shirt to better view the area he questioned Jose. "What's your name son?"

"Jose," he answered.

"Jose, I knew I’d seen you before, a broken arm right?"

Jose nodded.

"So you backed into the grill huh?"

"Uh Yea, I was getting my baseball back, i-it was an accident." As Dr. Stone put some antiseptic cream on the burn Jose tried to pull away as he again started to cry.

"It's ok son," soothed the doctor, "We need to put this cream on so you don't get an infection. Your Dad was right to put the ice-pack on right away so it shouldn't scar and the cream will help against infection."

Once the cream was applied the Doctor spoke. "I'll get a nurse to bandage that burn to keep it clean. I'm gonna get you something to give Jose for the pain and I’ll be right back."

Alone with his stepfather again Jose felt a stab of fear. "Boy, are you gonna get it when we get home!" he whispered fiercely.

At that moment Liz Garcia, Chico's girlfriend came into the room.

"Oh, probecito! How did this happen?" Liz exclaimed as she came to the boy’s side.

Jose was so glad to see a friendly and familiar face that he started crying all over again.

"The silly kid wasn't watching what he was doing and he backed into the Bar-b-Que grill." David laughed as though he had just heard a funny joke. "I told him twice to be careful and look what happens, he listens so well."

Liz unwrapped the gauze and bandages and carefully began to bandage the burn, speaking softly to Jose as she did so.

"We'll get you bandaged and then I'll go get your Mama, ok?" Without waiting for a response she kept talking, as she usually did. "Chico tells me that you four guys had a great time at the game."

"Chico got me a baseball, and Mando got me a cap, I guess it fell off in the yard."

"I'm sorry I missed it, I don't care much for boseball but I like to be with mi corazon, and you too mi poco Hombre." He giggled at what she had said.

"It's baseball Liz, not boseball." She leaned forward to give him a kiss and he jumped.

"I'm sorry, mi amigo, I didn't mean to scare you, I'll be right back with your Mama."

The doctor returned as Liz left. He handed David a box.

"Here is some cream samples and in here," he handed David still another box, "here is some pain meds to be taken as needed."

Carlotta joined them.

"Hola Mrs. Hendricks I was just telling your husband, here are pain meds to be taken as needed, although he should have some before he goes to bed, and I want you to bring him back daily for about a week to have the dressing changed"

"Excuse me, Doctor." interrupted Liz, "Jose is a friend of mine, if it's all right with you and Mrs. Hendricks, I would be glad to stop by and change the dressings. I know she doesn't drive so it may be hard to get here everyday."

Dr. Stone turned to Carlotta. "How do you feel about that arrangement?"

"Oh that would be wonderful!" exclaimed Carlotta. David spoke up.

"Well I’m gonna start the car."

"Thank you dear, we'll be right out."

As Carlotta was helping Jose put his shirt back on the Doctor took this opportunity to speak to her.

"How are you feeling Mrs. Hendricks?"

"Very well, thank you. I no longer have the sickness in the morning. I am a little tired at times, but that's normal."

"Are you taking your vitamins?"

"Oh yes, well my husband is waiting so we had better leave, I will see you in a few days for my appointment, and thank you again. Vaminos, Jose, David is waiting."

Jose turned to Liz, he had such a forlorn, almost frightened look on his face that Liz called after him, "I'll see you tomorrow Joey!"

When Carlotta and Jose had climbed into the car, she could see that he was obviously upset, and when he spoke there was no mistaking that he was.

"Jose when I get you home I'm gonna whip your butt, what do you mean causing all this worry and commotion?"

"David no, he has been punished enough. He was badly burned," Lotta pleaded.

David said no more. Jose was scared to go home.

When they pulled into the driveway a few moments later David got out of the car, as did Carlotta. Thinking that she had soothed David's ruffled feathers she shut her car door and as she turned to head for the house she heard David.

"Git out of the car Jose. Now." Jose was too scared to move.

David grabbed the boy's arm and yanked him out the driver’s door, across the yard and into the house.

Carlotta ran to the house after her family.

When she entered the house Jose was on the floor face down. "You caused so much trouble tonight by not listening, our company left early, the expense, all because you can't do what your told!"

"David, no!" Carlotta screamed. David picked the weeping boy up off the floor and threw him against the wall. He proceeded to beat Jose with his belt, again and again.

"This'll teach you to mind!"

Jose was crying so hard, he began to cough. "No more please, I be good I-I sorry I be ..."

"David please no more, he’s been hurt enough!" Carlotta grabbed for David's arm to stop him before he could strike again but in his rage he swung back his arm to further punish Jose and caught Carlotta on the cheek. She fell backward onto the couch.

When David realized what he had just done he dropped the belt and ran to his wife's side.

"Oh God what did I do? Are you ok Lotta? I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. Are you all right, what about the baby? Oh God Oh God I'm so sorry."

Lotta had never seen this side of her husband before and it was almost as scary as the rage of a few seconds ago.

He seemed so panicked, so childlike that the anger she felt for what he had just done was now replaced with disgust.

"I am fine, I worry now for my son. I will talk to you after I care for my son."

Carlotta carefully helped Jose to the kitchen so he could take his pain medication and she would get him ready for bed. Jose finished the water, it was hard to swallow the pill, it kept wanting to stick in his throat.

"Is that better, mi vida? Let's get you to bed."

"I'm sorry Mama."

"No need mi vida." As they were going through the living room to get to Jose's room Lotta could hear David sobbing. She turned and saw him, his head in his hands crying like her son had been just a short while ago.

"Here love, let Mama help you." Lotta gently lifted Jose's shirt off so the dressing would stay secure. She went to his dresser to get fresh pajamas and when she turned back to her son she saw the marks that David's belt had left all across his legs.

"Dear Father in Heaven look what he has done to you!" she cried. "I'm sorry I couldn't stop him."

"It's not you Mama, he did tell me to be careful."

"I’ll get some of that salve and put it on your legs as well."

When she returned Jose had his pajama top on and was trying to sit on his bed to get the bottoms on as well. The beating made it hard to sit. His legs, as well as the burn on his back, made him feel as though he were in the fires of Hell. The tears started again as he stood and looked to his mama for help.

At the garage Liz stopped in after working a double shift to visit Chico.

"Ay Mami, you look beautiful!" Chico exclaimed.

"Your sweet. I look as bad as I sound when I sing and you know it, but I love you for the lie."

"What brings you here, mi amor?"

"I just finished a double shift and wanted to see you before I go over to the Hendricks' this morning."

"You're going to Joey's?" asked Ed. "Rudy dropped off more cans for them if he still wants them."

"I'll tell him Ed," promised Liz.

"Why are you going over there?" asked Chico worriedly. He hated Liz to be over there especially without him. He did not trust David and he didn't want his ladylove anywhere near such a violent man. "Joey and his Mom will be here this afternoon, why don't you and Mrs. H just meet here and go for coffee?" Chico suggested.

"I'm not going for a visit, Chico. I need to go over to see Joey. It seems he was burned yesterday at the BBQ."

What!" Chico yelled so loud Ed dropped the wrench he was holding, and Liz jumped. "How'd it happen?"

"I guess he backed into the grill. I treated him last night, and I offered to go over there and change the dressings so Carlotta doesn't have to find a way to the hospital everyday."

"You treated him last night? Why didn't you call me?" Chico's voice took on an injured tone.

"Chico mi corazon, it was late when they left the hospital and I'm sure they went to bed as soon as they got home. I saw no reason to upset you, that's another reason I came to see you. I didn't want you to find out from anyone else."

"I'm sorry Liz, forgive me for yelling at you."

"All is forgiven Chico, I know you love Joey. Well I'd better go over there, I'll come back after I've gotten some beauty sleep. I love you Chico."

"I love you too Liz." The couple shared a kiss. As Liz was turning to leave Ed stopped her.

"Liz, was David there, at the BBQ I mean?"

"Si, he brought Joey in last night."

Chico could feel his concern for Joey mounting. I hope he didn't do anything to Joey, he thought to himself, but he simply asked, "How did Mr. Hendricks seem?"

"Well he brought him in as I said but . . ." Her pause gave Chico cause for concern.

"But what?" Ed asked before Chico had the chance.

"Maybe I'm reading more into this, since our visit over there the evening we went over there to look for Joey, but I thought he seemed angry about something."

"Did he say anything to you?" Chico inquired further.

"He just said that he told the kid to stay way from the grill and something about he listens so well, excuse me Chico, can I use the phone? I want to call Carlotta and let her know I'm on my way over." As Liz went to use the phone Chico made his way over to Ed.

"I don't think Joey 'backed into' that grill, I'll bet he was backed into it! "Chico said angrily.

"I hope not Chico, but I don't have a good feeling about this." Ed's concern for Joey was evident.

Liz returned from making her call.

"There's no answer," Liz explained worriedly.

"Ed, would...."

"Go ahead Chico, I'll handle things here till you get back." There was no need for Chico to finish asking, Ed seemed to know what Chico was going to say almost before he said it, and it was the same way for Chico.

Chico and Liz headed for the door when Carlotta and Jose came into the garage.

Chico could not remember when he'd ever been so glad to see someone before.

"Mrs. H, Joey how are you?" Chico questioned in concern.

"I hope you don't mind I told Chico about Jose's accident," admitted Liz. "I just didn't want him to hear it from someone else."

"Oh no that is fine. We are friends and I know you care for my son. Oh my gracious I had forgotten you were coming over. I have to work until 11 p.m., perhaps it could wait until tomorrow? I'm so sorry to forget when you are so kind to help us," Carlotta apologized.

"I suppose I can, that dressing really should be changed daily to minimize the chance of infection. Tomorrow at 7:00, ok?" asked Liz.

"Why don't you use my room and you can take care of it now," Chico offered quickly. I don't want Liz around David if I can help it and this way she won't have to take the chance on seeing him, and Joey will be taken care of, thought Chico.

"That's a great idea Chico. I'll get the bandages." Liz went to her car. Carlotta knelt by her son as she spoke to him.

"I'll be back at 11:30 or there abouts, you be good. I love you."

"I love you too Mama, I be good."

Carlotta turned to Chico. "Here is what they gave me for him last night. He is to have one tablet as needed for the pain. He just had one an hour ago. Thank you so much."

"I have a couple of appointments before work so I thought I'd bring him early, I hope you don't mind."

"No not at all." Chico noticed the dark glasses Carlotta wore so he asked, "Are you alright Mrs. H? You look tired."

Before she could answer Santos entered the garage. "Hiya Chico, Ed. Hi, Mrs. Hendricks, hey Joey, I've been looking for you. Ma sent over this aloe vera plant she said it's good for burns."

"How kind. Thank your mother for me will you, por favor."

"Si, I will."

"As you were saying, Chico?" Carlotta asked.

"I was just asking if you were all right, I noticed you look a little tired."

Carlotta removed her dark glasses and a dark purple bruise was visible. "I didn't sleep very well last night. I'm so stupid, when I heard Jose yelling I banged my head on the open cupboard door. Rosa and I were in the house cleaning up. I was so scared I got careless and banged into the door."

Liz returned with the dressings and ointments.

"Ok, Joey, shall we get you all fixed up?" Liz offered her hand to Jose as she talked to him.

"Mama don't go." He turned to Liz. "Will it hurt?"

"I will stay until your bandages are changed, but then I need to go to my appointments," said Carlotta.

"It may hurt a little Joey, but nothing like last night, and I promise I will be as gentle as I can," Liz replied honestly.

"Well then Bud, I can tell you you're in the best of hands. Go ahead you can use my room."

Liz and Carlotta walked Jose to Chico's apartment, Jose turned around. "I'll be right back, San."

"I'll be outside Joey, there's a giant sand pile up the block. Mrs. Shriff said we could play on it, I'll be over there."

In the apartment Liz knelt beside Jose. "I'm going to wash my hands, why don't you sit on the bed, take off your shirt and we'll get done so you can go play, alright?"

When Jose sat on the bed Liz went to wash up. When she returned Jose had his shirt off, Carlotta was seated beside him on the bed.

"I'm going to tell you exactly what I'm doing so you know. First I'm going to take the bandage off." Liz carefully removed the gauze that was taped to the bandage, she talked as she did to keep Jose's mind occupied. "What would you like to do tonight Joey?"

"I don't know, are you gonna be here?"

"I worked a double last night so when I'm done here I'm going home to sleep awhile but I'll probably be back later. How are you doing little man?"

"Ok I guess."

Jose held his mother's hand for support.

"Ok Joey, this may hurt a little. This is the cream I'm gonna put it on the burn now."

"NO WAIT!" He looked at his mom, and then to Liz.

"Yes." He squeezed his Mom's hand, Liz was indeed very gentle but as the cream covered the burn it stung. "Mama it hurts, Liz are you done?" Joey had tears in his eyes as he spoke to them.

"All done sweetie what a trooper. I'll get the bandages on and then we're through."

Liz noticed the bruise on Carlotta's face as she bandaged Joey's burn. "Carlotta, you have a big brave boy here."

"Si I know, gracias, it is unfortunate that his bravery has been so tested of late," lamented Carlotta.

"What happened? I notice you have a black eye," Liz inquired.

"Yes, Rosa Garcia and I were putting things away in the cupboard after the BBQ. When I heard Jose crying I carelessly hit my face on the open cupboard door."

"Oh." Liz wasn't sure if she was hearing the truth or not but she didn't wish to push the subject in front of the boy. "There, all done, you can put your shirt on, I'll be right out. I need to wash my hands."

Carlotta helped Jose get his shirt on again and they went out to the garage.

"Senor Chico, I want to thank you for all your help. I must go or I'll be late for the Dr. appointment. She turned to Jose. "I'll be back late tonight, be good and mind Chico and Ed."

"I will Mama." Carlotta kissed her son and left.

"What are you going to do pal?"

"I think I'll go find San. Ok?"

"Sure thing. Maybe we'll go out for lunch when you get back."

"Ok Chico. Thanks."

Jose went off to find his friend.

I sure hope he's alright, I don't think he feels good, he thought to himself in concern.

Liz came from Chico's room.

"Probecito Joey, the pain he must be in, he tried not to, but he cried when I was changing the dressing," Liz explained sadly.

"Yea Liz, something is wrong there I can feel it." Chico put his arms around Liz and drew her to him. "Mi amor, you are one fine nurse. I love you, have I told you how lucky I am to have you in my life?"

"Only a hundred and ninety-nine but I always love to hear it," joked Liz.

Chico brought Liz's face up to his and they shared a tender kiss. They were still kissing when Ed came from his room upstairs.

"What are you trying to do, scare away customers? Stop that!"

"Ok Ed, I need to go home and sleep for a while anyway. Bye Ed, see you later, mi amor." She kissed Chico once more before leaving.

When Liz left, Chico returned to the car he was working on, he wanted to be done so he and Joey could go for lunch.

Jose found San at the sand pile.

"Hey San, what do you want to do?"

"I thought we'd play here?"

"I'd like to but I have to keep the burn clean so I better not. Let's go to the school and play tether ball," suggested Jose.

"Ok, that sounds like fun." The two friends headed for the playground.

Meanwhile, Carlotta arrived at her second appointment at the clinic, to see Dr. Stone.

"Excuse me please, I'm Carlotta Hendricks and I have an appointment to see Dr. Stone." She took a seat and waited to be called in. After several minutes her patience was rewarded.

"Carlotta Hendricks." She followed the nurse down the corridor into a small office.

"You may undress and put on this gown. The doctor will be here shortly."

"Thank you." That was all Carlotta had time to say before the nurse hurriedly closed the door behind her.

A few moments later Dr. Stone arrived.

"Good afternoon Mrs. Hendricks, how are you feeling today?"

"Well, I have felt much better to be honest. I've had a headache for several days, and I've been more tired again, although I have had some difficult days as of late. My son Jose backed into our BBQ grill at the family get together so I have not slept well."

"I understand that. Yes, I remember I treated your son last night. How is he doing?"

"Much better I think. He is with friends while I work tonight and that nice nurse Liz has already been by to care for him. Thanks for your concern."

"No thanks are necessary it's my job, now lets see how you are doing."

Dr. Stone took her blood pressure, temperature and pulse. "Mrs. Hendricks, have you had high blood pressure in the past?"

"Yes, I was on Vasotec but have not taken it since I found out about the baby. I have been extra careful about my diet, how high is it?"

"It's 110/140. The bottom number is the one to be concerned with. Have you had any dizziness?"

"Some, yes."

"I understand your concern about taking medication while you're pregnant but I must tell you if you don't get your pressure under control, well let's say it could be serious. Lie back now and we will find out how the little one is doing."

After the exam Doctor Stone helped Carlotta sit up on the table. "I would like you to take 1/2 a pill once a day and we'll see how you do. As of now everything looks good, but I would like to see you more often to monitor your BP. You should have it checked at least once or twice, given your condition."

Carlotta went to the front desk after her appointment to schedule another one. When that was done she continued on to Fairmeadow nursing home where she worked as a nurses aid.

Santos and Joey were coming back from the playground. "Hey Joey, what happened on Friday night, how'd ya get hurt?" San asked curiously.

"I-I backed into the grill, getting the ball. Why?"

"I didn't throw the ball that hard, I'm sorry it must have rolled under there. Gee, if I didn't throw the ball again you wouldn't have gotten hurt."

"Aw, that's ok, it's not your fault."

"What happened to your Mom's eye?" His questions were beginning to bother Joey, but he answered anyway.

"I dunno, she said she bumped her face on the cupboard door."

At this point the boys were nearing the garage.

"Well, I was just wondering cause I was in the kitchen then and I never saw her hit her head."

Joey couldn't believe what he was hearing, his friend was calling his Mom a liar.

"What are you saying San?" Joey could feel anger rising within him as he spoke.

"All I said was, I didn't see her do it and I was right there."

"You take that back!" Jose yelled as he jumped on Santos and knocked him down. "You take that back or I'll blacken both your good for nothin eyes!"

Della who was outside her office loading truck 3 for the afternoon lunch rush heard the commotion and looked up the street. When she realized what was going on, she ran to the garage.

"Chico! Chico come quick Joey and Santos are fighting in the street!"

Chico took off with Della closing in behind him.

"Joey, I'm sorry man," pleaded San.

"You shut up, you're muy stupido you don't know nothin about any of it!"

Chico and Della reached the boys, Chico picked both boys up by their shirts and stood them up.

"All right you two, what's going on here?" Chico questioned.

The boys stood in silence their heads hung down.

"Boys, Chico asked you a question now answer him," Della ordered.

"I guess I said something I shouldn't have," admitted Santos. "I'm sorry Joey, I didn't mean what I said."

Santos offered a hand to Joey.

"Ok San, I'm sorry I hit ya."

"I'm surprised, I thought you two were friends," scolded Della.

"We are, I just got mad. He said something that made me mad is all."

During the conversation the four of them had walked to Della's truck.

"What did he say that made you so angry? I thought you learned that fighting doesn't solve problems," said Chico.

"Nothin, he didn't say nothin just forget it." Jose ran into the garage leaving Chico, Della, and Santos staring after him.

In the garage Joey ran right into Ed.

"Hey kid what do you think this is the Daytona 500? Watch it you almost knocked me down," yelled Ed.

Ed wasn't really mad, he was more or less surprised, and he was further surprised when Joey kept right on going. He ran past Ed as if he weren't there and into Chico's room.

Chapter 16

Chico and Della looked at each other in stunned silence before turning to Santos.

"Santos, you said that you'd said something you shouldn't have, what did you say?" asked Chico.

"We were talking and I asked him what happened at the bar-b-que when he got burned, I was in the house when it happened getting a drink. He told me he backed into the grill chasing the baseball I threw. I told him I was sorry, if I didn't throw the ball he wouldn't get burned. I asked him what happened to his Mom's eye. He said she bumped her head on the cupboard door when mom and her were cleaning the kitchen, and I guess what I said next got him all mad."

"What did you say next baby?" Della was equally curious to know what was going on.

"I told him I was in the kitchen then and I never saw her hit her head. The next thing I know he's jumped me and yelling at me."

"Della, I'm going to check on Joey, could you stay with San?"

"Glad to baby, come on San how about some lemonade?" Della and Santos went into Della's office and Chico headed for the garage. The poor kid was just defending his Mama. At that moment Chico was as upset with Carlotta Hendricks as he was with David for putting Joey in the position of feeling he had to protect her. She was his mom, she was supposed to protect him.

"Hey Ed, have you seen Joey?"

"Have I seen the kid, if you mean the tornado that almost knocked me over, yea he's in your room. What's his...."

Chico opened the door to his place and there in the far corner was Joey. His head was down, and his shoulders were shaking as he quietly cried.

Chico went inside and closed the door behind him.

"Joey, are you ok, pal?"

When Joey remained silent, Chico asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"What are ya gonna do?" Joey answered a question with one of his own. Chico was thoroughly confused as he spoke.

"What am I gonna do? What do you mean?"

"To me, what ya gonna do. Are you gonna give me a whippin'?" Joey asked timidly.

"Joey, come here to me, please." Joey reluctantly turned and when he saw his friend he began to sob uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry I won't be mean no more please don't be mad at me," Joey pleaded.

Chico felt as if his heart break right then. He walked up to Joey and touched him on the shoulder. Joey screamed and jumped trying to avoid the beating he had come to expect, and was sure it was coming.

This was to much for Chico, he knelt down beside Joey, picked him up and sat on the edge of he sofa with the sobbing boy on his lap.

"No, no," The boy cried as he tried to break free of Chico's grasp.

Chico turned Joey to face him. "Joey, listen to me please. I am not going to whip you. Did you hear me, I said I am not going to whip you."

The agitated boy calmed down as Chico's words began to sink in.

Virgin of Guateloupe, I don't know what to do, please help me help this poor kid, Chico silently prayed before continuing. "Joey, I don't know what happened to you or to your Mama, but I know your carrying a world of hurt around with you. I promise you mi amigo I only want to help you, not to cause you more pain. Do you believe that?"

Joey was resting his head on Chico's shoulder and could only nod in response.

"I am not going to do anything to you, whatever has happened has been punishment enough. I think it would help to talk about it though, do you want to?"

Joey buried his tear stained face in Chico's neck. "I can't," he wailed.

Chico was unsure of what to say next, but he kept on anyway.

"San says that he told you he didn't see your Mother hit her head on the cupboard, is that true?" Joey had insisted that he couldn't tell Chico what happened but there was something so comforting and protective in Chico's voice and in the feel of strong arms around him, in such a loving way that everything came tumbling out of him like a dam had burst.

"Yes, it's my fault Chico, it's my fault."

"What's your fault?" Chico prompted.

"David was mad, I chased away the company cause I was bad, when he's mad, it's bad."

"I'm not sure what you mean son, how were you bad?"

"I got burned. David told me to stay away from the grill, I had to get my ball . . ." He started to cry all over again.

"Pal, you weren't bad because you got burned, accidents happen."

"Yes, yes I was, he said I didn't listen so I deserved it, he said the party broke up after I got hurt, I spoiled their fun. If I can't listen he teach me to mind. Mama tried to stop him and he hit her. It's my fault he hit her and it's my fault she lied! She's not a liar, she's not!" Joey continued to weep, carrying the burden of blame for what happened to his dear Mama had worn him out, and he was tired.

"Listen to me Pal, I don't believe for one minute that you are to blame for what happened and I'll bet your Mom doesn't either. Your stepdad is an angry man with a violent temper. If it wasn't that I'm sure it would be something else."

Joey still had his face buried in Chico's shoulder, his arms around Chico's neck but he had stopped crying. "Are you sure?

"I'm positive, none of this was your fault. Are you feeling better now?" Joey nodded.

"Good what'd ya say we go with Della, Santos for lunch, maybe we can even talk Ed into coming with us?"

Joey sat up and wiped the tears from his eyes. Chico pulled a crisp clean handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the little boys' swollen red eyes. "There, all set?" he asked.

Joey threw his arms around Chico again and hugged him tight." I love you Chico."

"I love you too Buddy," and he hugged Joey back.

Joey and Chico left the apartment hand in hand. "Hey, Ed do you want to come for lunch with us? Santos and Della are coming too," Chico invited.

"Whose gonna mind the garage if we both go?" Ed asked gruffly.

"Put up an out to lunch sign and we can all go," he encouraged.

"You're out to lunch! No you go on. Louie's bringing pizza for supper, I'm gonna save room."

"Ed, I'm sorry I almost ran ya down," Joey apologized.

"No harm done, go on now so you get back before Mrs. Smythe the third comes in," Ed replied in a snobbish tone.

"Be back in an hour Ed." As they left the garage they were greeted by Santos and Della.

Joey offered Santos his hand and said, "I'm sorry I was mean to ya San, you're my friend and I shouldn't have hurt ya, friends?"

"Friends!" declared San. "And I'm sorry if what I said hurt your feelings."

"Great. Let's get some food I'm starved," roared Chico. "Where should we eat?"

"How about going to Anita's diner?" suggested Della.

"Anita's it is then." As the friends made their way down the street Joey's curiosity got the better of him.

"Who Is Mrs. Smythe? It doesn't sound like Ed likes her very well."

"Mrs. Smythe is a rich lady who likes to make people think she is better than anyone else and she really gets on Ed's nerves," explained Chico.

"Oh and here I thought I was the only one who got on that old coots nerves," joked Della, and everyone laughed.

Later, at the Fairmeadow nursing home, Carlotta was busy feeding an elderly resident her supper.

"I said I can't eat this slop unless I have some milk to wash it down!" screamed Miss Witherspoon.

"I'll get you another glass." Carlotta consoled the old woman compassionately. The poor woman, all alone in a nursing home, thank you God for my family, troubles and all. As she stood from her chair, there was a sharp pain in her head and the room began to spin and then everything went black.

When she regained consciousness she was on the sofa in the nurses lounge with pillows under her knees.

"How are you feeling Car?" asked her friend and co-worker, Pat.

"My head is pounding, what time is it?"

"It's almost 7:00 pm, we called your husband, he'll be here soon," said Pat.

"I need to get Miss Witherspoon her milk." Carlotta hated to leave a job unfinished.

"Car, you're sick and you're pregnant. This is no time to be a heroine, you just rest, I'll get her milk."

Shortly after Pat left to finish Carlotta's shift, David came in. He was still wearing his factory coveralls and he looked pale with worry as he knelt beside his expectant wife.

"My sweet Lotta, what happened? How are you feeling?"

"David, please slow down, I just have a little headache I'm fine."

"A little headache! When they called me at work they said you had passed out. I'm taking you to the hospital."

"No, David, I have to pick Jose up at Chico's or he'll be worried."

"Worried! I'm worried about you and our baby, let the kid stay with them he'll be fine. Now don't argue with me, you're going to the hospital."

"Well at least promise me something," Lotta pleaded.

"Anything love, what do you want?"

"Promise me that you'll stop by the garage and explain everything so they won't worry."

"I promise." David was going to pick Lotta up off the sofa and carry her to the car but she refused. "I won't be seen being carried out of here or I may not get my job back. I can walk if you help me."

As the couple made their way down the hall to the door Mr. Reese, the owner of Fairmeadow, fell in step beside them. "Mrs. Hendricks I want you to know you are a very fine worker. Please consider yourself on maternity leave as of right now and when and if you want to come back you will always have a job here. And if there is anything we can do for you don't hesitate to ask."

"Thank you Mr. Reese. I'm sorry for the troubles this has caused you."

"It's no trouble, you just concentrate on getting well and having a healthy baby."

As David and Lotta got into the car David began complaining. "That lousy son of a bitch, he just doesn't want to get his ass sued is all."

"David! Mr. Reese is a good, kind, man you should be ashamed of yourself. Must you always look for the bad in everyone? And please watch your language. My head is pounding."

"I'm sorry Lotta, lie back and relax we'll be at the hospital soon." The rest of the drive was made in silence.

Carlotta was admitted into the hospital for the night so her blood pressure could be monitored. Once in her room she minded David of his promise. "David, you don't need to stay with me, I'll be well taken care of. Please go and tell Jose and make sure he understands that I'm fine and will be home soon."

"Oh alright I'll go, but I'm leaving instructions with the desk that I be called if you need me for anything. I love you sweetheart." It was under protest that David left the hospital. I wish I hadn't promised to stop at the garage. They're probably sick of the kid and I'll get stuck with him until Lotta comes home. He better stay outta my way if I have to have him around.

It was closing time at the garage and as Ed was about to bring the sliding door down a long white car pulled up in front.

"Lord, I have a complaint to register with you, this woman is difficult enough to take during normal business hours, why now?"

"Chico! Get down here, Mrs. Smythe is here!" Ed yelled so he could be heard as Chico, and Joey were upstairs setting the table while they waited for Louie to bring the pizza.

"Uh oh I'd better go help Ed, he's liable to hit her with a wrench. You finish setting the table ok."

"Ok Chico," Joey laughed as he pictured Ed going after the woman with a wrench.

Chico came down to the garage and received a stern greeting from Mrs. Smythe.

"When I bring my car in to be serviced I don't like to be kept waiting!"

"Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry for the inconvenience," Chico apologized. He made his way to the car, which looked more like a limousine, and opened the hood. "Let's see what we have here."

"A snob," uttered Ed in a whisper.

Joey was curious to see what Mrs. Smythe looked like so he headed down to the garage and stood beside Ed. Joey slipped his small hand into the older one and they watched Chico work.

"Looks like you need a new fan belt Mrs. Smythe, it'll just take a few minutes. Would you like to have a seat?"

"Here? Certainly not! I brought my car here to be serviced because you come highly recommended as a mechanic, now please repair the car so I can leave."

"She sure is crabby," Joey told Ed. "That's a cool car." Joey stepped forward to stand beside Chico, so he could get a better look at the car.

Ed went to get a new fan belt from the storeroom and returned a few minutes later and handed the part to Chico. The sooner they got rid of her the better.

Mrs. Smythe looked down her nose at Joey, while he was still beside Chico, and said, "A child should not be here in a garage. I don't like many children," she continued.

Ed was hopping mad by now. "Well that makes us even, I don't like many adults and I've just added one more to the list!" he screamed as he jumped up and down. This was a sight that Chico had grown accustomed to but it made Joey giggle.

He was laughing and leaned on the car to steady himself and Chico, who had just finished putting the belt in place, slammed the hood down.

"Mr. Brown!" yelled Mrs. Smythe the third, looking at Chico. "I'll thank you to tell your 'boy' to keep his filthy hands off of my car, and I think that father of yours ought to be locked up!"

Chico walked up to Mrs. Smythe and without raising his voice above a whisper said, "Mrs. Smythe, this is our garage, we are here to provide a service to the community, NOT to be insulted or judged by a stranger, especially a stranger who can't show up during business hours. My son, as you say, can stand or sit anywhere he feels like, and if he wants to help me that's fine too."

Before he could say more, Ed jumped into the conversation. "Yeah, and this father would rather be locked up if your running loose!" Chico and Ed looked at one another and then back at Mrs. Smythe. As she stood there with her mouth hanging open Chico and Ed both yelled, "Get outta our garage!"

Joey busted out laughing at this point, and in an outrage Mrs. Smythe stormed, "Well I never!"

Ed, ever the quick wit, said "Well lady I can sure see why."

Chico held open her car door for her and as she got in said, "In the words of my people, Su somos un terco cabezudo snobista" and he slammed the door after her.

"You sure told her Chico!"

"Thanks Pop, come here Son," said Chico and the three of them shared laughter and high fives.

"By the way Chico, what did you tell the old bat in Spanish?"

"He said she was a pigheaded snob," laughed Joey.

"Pepperoni, sausage, or spam, get your taste buds ready cause here come the pizza man."

"Hey Louie, you just missed Mrs. Grover Smythe the third," Chico mimicked in his best English accent.

"Yea, and you should have heard Chico and Ed tell her off," Joey proudly announced.

"I miss everything, come on now I'm starving. Let's eat and you can tell me all about it."

As they made their way upstairs there was a knock on the door.

"I'll get it. Go on and start without me, it's maybe Mrs. Smythe the Third with her Lawyer," joked Chico.

He was very pleasantly surprised to find not Mrs. Smythe, but his one and only Liz.

"Mami you look so beautiful! I'm glad you're here, we're just about to have supper." He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her long and hard.

"Ay Dios mio! Perhaps I should go out and come in again," she whispered breathlessly.

"Oh no my ladylove, you're staying right here with me."

"How was your day, my Prince?"

"It was interesting to say the least." Chico led Liz to the couch so they could talk before heading upstairs for supper.

"Interesting ay, you've got my curiosity piqued, come on spill," encouraged Liz.

"Joey and Santos had a fight today, it seems that San questioned how Joey's mom got her black eye..."

"How did she get her black eye?"

"She bumped her head on the kitchen cupboard when she heard Joey crying after he was hurt, I thought you knew that? You were working when they came in that night."

"Si, I was, but Carlotta had no black eye that night. We talked and I would have noticed."

"Hmm. Well anyway, Joey thought Santos was calling his Mom a liar and he jumped him and Della and I had to pull the two apart. When I tried to find out what the trouble was San said he said something he shouldn't, and apologized. Joey got mad and took off."

"Well we have to go find him," Liz jumped to her feet excitedly.

"It's ok sweetness, he's upstairs eating with Ed and Louie. I found him in my room a few minutes later." Chico was beginning to get choked up as he continued. "I asked him if he was ok and do you know what he said?" Seeing Liz shake her head, he went on. "He asked me what I was gonna do, and when I asked what he meant he wanted to know if I was gonna whip him for being mean. Can you believe it?" Chico had tears running down his beautifully dimpled cheeks as he spoke.

"That poor kid up there thinks everyone is going to hurt him for everything he does.

Oh God how I wish there was a way I could help him."

"There is my love and you're doing it. You're here for him when he needs you and you love him, which is what he needs the most of all."

"I love you Liz, you always know just the right thing to say." As they walked upstairs for supper Chico was telling Liz about Mrs. Smythe the third. and soon the tears had turned to laughter as the "Family" had supper together.

David left the hospital and went about the business he needed to take care of before returning to the hospital. A short time later David pulled up in the parking lot of the factory. He had to return his coveralls and ask for a few days off to stay with Lotta. He hadn't worked there very long so he wasn't sure if he would get the time off but he felt he had to ask.

Going immediately to the locker room, David discarded the coveralls in the laundry receptacle, grabbed his lunch box, and headed for the boss's office. I hope I can get some time off to take care of Lotta, it's the least I can do after the way I treated her the other night, he thought to himself.

He knocked on the door to his boss's office but in his rush to return to Lotta's side,

opened the door before being invited in.

"Excuse me sir, forgive me for barging in like this but I need to speak with you."

"Have a seat Hendricks, your supervisor told me you were called away on an urgent family matter, nothing too serious I hope?"

"Mr. Lathem, I just returned from bring my wife to the hospital, she is expecting our first child and there are complications."

"I'm sorry to hear that, I hope everything goes well. What brings you here?"

"Well sir, I was wondering if I might have a few days off to help my wife?"

"I really need all the available man power now as we'll be getting a new order to fill in the next couple of days..."

David was desperate and at this point would say anything to get a few days to stay with Lotta when she needed him the most. "Sir, I have to stay with, uh, our son." David thought he might gag on the words as he spoke them.

"Hendricks, I thought you just told me that your wife is expecting your first child?"

"She is, MY first her second, well if I could even have a couple days off when she gets to come home that would help."

"Tell you what, I'm a father too and I know how I'd feel in your position, you let me know when your wife can come home and I'll see what I can do."

"Thank you sir, I'll be here bright and early tomorrow to make up for leaving early today. Thank you for your time."

As He closed the door to the office behind him he said, "Bastard, I practically had to beg, and all I get is a let me know and we'll see!" And to top it off I have to go get that little brat. David jumped in the car and headed for Ed's Garage.

Chico, Liz, Joey and Ed were playing cards when they heard pounding on the door downstairs.

"Now who could that be at this hour?" grumbled Ed

"It's too early to be Mrs. H, maybe I should come with you Ed?" offered Chico.

"Suit yourself," Ed replied.

"Well if you think Joey and I are staying up here alone, think again," squeaked Liz as she took Joey by the hand and they all made their way downstairs. The pounding continued.

"Alright all ready, stop with the pounding, if you break my door I'll feed it to you!" hollered Ed as he opened the door.

"What are you doing here?" questioned Ed, in a none too cordial tone.

When Joey saw who was at the door he went to stand beside Chico. Chico took him by the hand.

"I'm sorry to bother you but I need to talk to the kid a minute."

"He's right here, talk all ya want," said Chico.

"I just took your Mom to the hospital, she asked me to tell you, believe me, it wasn't my idea to come here."

"Mama's in the hospital?" Tears ran down the little boys face for the second time that day. "Why, wh-what happened?"

"Oh don't start that bawling, or I'll give ya something to cry for." David was in no mood to deal with Joey and he didn't care who knew. He took a step toward Joey but Chico stepped in between them.

"NOT THIS TIME, MR. HENDRICKS, NOT THIS TIME." The expression on Chico's face and the tone of his voice told David that he had better not press the issue or there would be two Hendricks' in the hospital. He backed off, but before he left he looked at Joey.

"Fine, stay here! You just upset your Mom anyway, and she doesn't need that," and turning to Chico he said, "You keep him if you want, I don't want him."

Chico took a step at Mr. Hendricks and had his fist ready to separate Mr. H from a few of his teeth, but he stopped short. "Just get outta here!" he yelled.

David left but not without slamming the door behind him, and when he was gone Joey looked up at Chico, there were tears streaming down his face. Chico knelt down and took Joey into his arms holding him as he cried.

"Is Mama gonna die?"

"I don't think so pal. Liz, honey, would you call the hospital and see what you can find out about Mrs. H?"

"No, Chico I wanna go see my Mama, can I please?" Joey begged and it was almost more than Chico could take. He gave Joey a hug and said to Liz, "Liz I'll call, stay here with Joey, ok?"

Chico went into his apartment to call because he didn't want Joey to see him upset, he needed to be strong for the boy.

While Chico called the hospital Ed took Joey by the hand and they sat on the couch, Joey on Ed's lap. Liz had gone to the kitchen to get some water for Joey.

"It'll be ok Joey, they'll take good care of your mom there," Ed soothed.

Chico returned. "Where's Liz? The hospital won't tell me anything, I guess I should have let Liz call.

"Here I am Chico. I'll see what I can find out."

Liz gave Chico the water, and went to the phone.

"I don't want any water, please, I wanna see Mama."

"We're checking into pal, it'll be ok."

"Chico, Mrs. H is resting comfortably. That's all they will say as I am not family and I am not on duty."

"Than can I go see her now?"

"Sweetie, even if we brought you to the hospital they wouldn't let you in."

"Why not?"

"It's hospital policy. Unless you're a patient children under 12 are not allowed in the hospital."

"I'll be good I promise I just want to see Mama." Joey began to sob, and seeing him upset Liz began to cry as well.

"Oh for cryin out loud!" yelled Ed. "I don't carry flood insurance you know, Liz, is there any rule that says Joey can't talk to his Mom on the phone?"

"That's a great idea Ed!" declared Chico. "Come on Joey, let's call your Mom."

Ed and Liz followed Chico and Joey into the apartment. To be assured that they would get through Liz called the nurse's station.

"Hello, Nancy this is Liz. I was wondering does Mrs. Hendricks have a phone in her room?"

There was silence while Liz was listening.

"Great, could you connect me to her extension please?" Liz waited a few minutes before handing Joey the phone to make sure his stepfather didn't answer the phone first.

"Hello?" Carlotta answered.

Liz handed the phone to Joey.

"Hi Mama? How are you? What happened to you, why are you there?"

"Jose, honey, don't worry, they're just checking on the baby."

"When can you come home?"

"I don't know sweetie, soon I hope."

"Do I have to stay with David, Mama?" Chico took the phone from Joey.

"I just need to talk to your Mama for a second then you can talk again, ok, pal?"

"Mrs. H, this is Chico. I don't mean to interrupt but I just wanted to let you know that Jose can stay here with me while you're in the hospital, so you don't have to worry."

"If you're sure, I really would appreciate it."

"No problem, I'll put Joey on again." He handed the phone back to Joey.

"Mama?"

"Precious, Chico says you can stay with him while I'm gone. If you need pajamas and other clothes you can tell Chico where the extra key is. Is David home?"

"No, he said he was going to the hospital."

"He'll probably be here soon then, sleep good Jose and mind Chico and Ed. I love you."

"I love you too Mama, bye." Joey hung up the phone, and turned to Chico.

"They're checking on my baby sister. Can I really stay here with you?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way Bud, how do you know the baby's a girl?" He asked curiously.

"That's what I want. Thanks for letting me stay here, Chico." Joey hugged Chico.

They returned to the garage where Liz and Ed were waiting to hear about Carlotta.

"They're just doing some tests to check the baby, oh and Ed, Joey is going to stay with us for a while."

"Oh great, I hope you don't snore." Ed grouched jokingly.

"No I just talk in my sleep," laughed Joey.

"Alright Joey! Good comeback, gimme five, pal!"

"Chico, Mama said I could tell you where we keep the spare key so I could get some clothes. Mama keeps the spare key in the potted plant at the bottom of the porch."

"Joey I hate to say this but we need to change your dressings again, how about a nice bath first, I think it will relax you," encouraged Liz.

"That's a good idea, you can use one of my t-shirts as pajamas, and we can go to your house tomorrow to get you some clean clothes, I don't want anyone thinking I'm robbing the place, so you and I will go together tomorrow."

Joey had a nice bath and Liz changed the dressing on his burn.

"You're a good nurse Liz, that hardly hurt at all this time," Joey said cheerfully.

"Good, I don't want to hurt mi pocco hombre."

When Liz had finished she called Chico in and together they tucked a very tired little boy into bed for the night.

Sunday morning, everyone slept in and after breakfast Chico took Joey over to his house to get a few things and some extra clothes. Virgin of Guadeloupe, please don't let Mr. H be there, I don't want any more trouble, he prayed as they drove along.

"I have an idea, Buddy, why don't we pick up some extra clothes to keep at the apartment. That way whenever you want or need to stay, we'll be ready?" Chico suggested.

"Really! You want me to stay again sometime?"

"Any time Bud, you're welcome anytime."

"Chico do you think I could go see Mama today? If Liz is working maybe she'd let me in."

"Well Joey, I won't make you any promises but when we get back home I'll call Liz. I know you miss your mom, pal, but I don't want Liz to get in trouble at work for going against the rules either, understand?"

"I guess I didn't think about Liz getting in trouble, you're right Chico."

As they pulled up to Joey's house and stopped, Joey looked nervously toward his house.

"I don't see David's car anywhere," said Joey, obviously relieved at this observation.

"It's ok Joey, I'll go in with you."

The two friends made their way up the steps, but when Joey tried the door it was locked.

"Scuse me Chico, I gotta get the key."

Going back down the steps Joey picked up a potted geranium and taped to the bottom of the planter was a key. Joey took the key from its hiding place and ran to open the door.

When they entered the house neither could believe their eyes. There were empty beer cans all over the place, dirty dishes piled high in the sink, newspapers were strewn all over.

"Mama can't come home to this," exclaimed Joey. "She'll end up back in the hospital again."

"Santa Maria! This place looks almost as bad as Ed's garage when I first knew him! Don't worry Joey, we'll get the place cleaned up before she comes home, you go get what you need and I'll do the dishes. When you have your stuff together you can help me and we'll get this cleaned up before we go, how does that sound?"

"Ok Chico, and thanks."

Chico rolled up his sleeves and got to the task at hand. I don't know how he could leave the place like this, what if his wife gets to come home soon? Chico had just finished the dishes and was draining the sink when he heard Joey in the other room.

"Oh no!"

Chico hurried to Joey's bedroom and found the boy sitting on the floor.

"Are you ok Joey?" Chico questioned him.

"I'm fine, but my money's gone."

"What?"

"I had $40 in this jar and it's gone. It was money from the bottles and cans."

"Oh Joey I'm sorry." Chico sympathized with him.

"Aw that's not so bad, look at this." As he looked to Chico, Chico saw in his hands a broken picture frame. In the frame was a picture of a younger Carlotta, and a handsome Chicano man with a tiny baby in his arms.

"That's my Mama and Papa and me." Joey got up off the floor and handed the picture to Chico so he could see it, and began cleaning up the mess that was his room.

Chico went over to the boy and put his arm around him. "You know Joey the picture is still good and I'll bet we can find a new frame somewhere, let's take it with us. Have you got your stuff together?"

"Yep I'll put my jar back where I had it and clean up the livingroom."

"I'll get started and then we can leave." Chico was now in a big hurry to get out before David returned because he wasn't sure he could keep from beating David within an inch of his life. Stealing from a kid, now I think I know how he got all the beer, thought Chico as he began picking up the newspapers around him.

The two worked quickly and before long the house was spic and span. Joey grabbed his bag of things and they headed down the sidewalk.

"Hey pal, you and I and Ed have been invited to Della's for dinner." Chico didn't notice that Joey wasn't beside him right away, when he did he looked across the yard.

There was Joey standing near the BBQ grill that had been left all this time.

As he watched Joey picked up the meat fork that was laying next to the grill.

Chico walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"I thought this was hot," was all Joey said as he stared intently at the object in his hand.

"It's not hot now Joey," answered Chico.

"No I mean that night, David tried to poke me with it, so I backed away from him and…" Joey left the statement unfinished.

"It's ok Joey, it's over now. Let's go home."

When Chico and Joey arrived back at the garage Ed was there, waiting.

"Did you get everything you needed? I thought maybe you guys went to get some dinner and were gonna leave me with Della and her tomein cuisine."

"Aw Ed we wouldn't leave you with Della, we like her too much for that," joked Chico.

"We'd better go or we'll be late," reminded Chico.

"Oh wait, I almost forgot my antacid tablets," said Ed.

"Come on Ed, Della's waiting, you don't need antacid."

The guys walked across the alley and knocked on Della's door before entering.

"Buenos Dias Della!" greeted Chico. "I hope we're not late."

"Buenos Dias Chico, Hola Jose, oh hi Ed." said Della as she greeted each guest in their language.

"Yea I was looking for my stomach pump," grumped Ed.

"Ed why don't you go out and come in again," scolded Chico.

"Ok Chico but if I go out I won't come back in." Chico grabbed Ed's arm.

"Get back here Ed and behave yourself."

"That's ok Chico, Ed's just being Ed. I know he likes my cooking. Come on in and make yourselves comfortable. I hope you like Chicken and Mashed potatoes, I've got asparagus or corn for a vegetable and apple pie for dessert."

"Ooh Della that sounds wonderful! Doesn't it Joey?" complimented Chico.

"Yea I like Chicken, what's paragus?" asked Joey.

"That's asparagus baby, it's a vegetable that tastes a lot like green beans. Would you like to try it?"

Joey shrugged. "Maybe a little."

"That's fine I have corn too. Come on everybody dinner is served."

"Joey, I hear you've been staying with Chico and Ed. I'm sorry to hear about your Mama, but I'm sure she'll be home soon."

"Yea thanks. I like to stay at the garage though, they're great."

"Ed, great!?"

"Yep he's funny, you shoulda heard the way he talked to that snobby lady the other night."

"Ed what did you say?" Della asked with alarm in her voice.

"It's alright Della, she was being cruel to everyone. I told her a few things myself," assured Chico. "And we haven't been visited by any lawyers yet."

"You make good chicken Della!" raved Joey.

"Well thank you baby, would you like some more?"

"No thanks, I'm full."

"Ok sweetie, we'll have pie later."

"May I be excused please? I want to make a picture for Mama."

"Sure you can. When you're through with your picture why don't you come have some pie?"

"Ok. Thanks Della."

"I'll be over after a while Joey." Chico told him.

When Joey had left the room Chico turned to his friends.

"What took you two so long this morning? I thought you were just going to pack a few clothes for the kid," asked Ed.

"You wouldn't believe what we found when we got there!" exclaimed Chico.

"What?" Della and Ed spoke in unison.

"The place was a mess, it looked almost as bad as the garage when I met Ed."

"I object!" hollered Ed.

Chico continued.

"There were empty beer cans all over, dishes piled high in the sink, paper, and laundry everywhere. Joey was concerned about his Mom coming home to the mess so we cleaned it up before we left."

"That poor child, he seems so young and vulnerable at times and so old for his age at others," observed Della.

"I was doing the dishes when I heard Joey in his room, when I went in there the place was a mess too. A picture of Carlotta and Joey's Dad together holding Joey was on the floor. The frame had been crushed. I told him we could find another frame."

"I've got some, just a minute." Della excused herself but returned a few minutes later with a beautiful wood frame.

"Is this the size he needs?"

"Della that's beautiful, are you sure you don't need it?" questioned Chico.

"No you give it to Joey, please finish what you were saying."

"You know all the money he has been saving from collecting cans? It's gone, every penny."

"You think his stepdad took it?" suspected Ed.

"I'm sure of it, Joey had to unlock the house when we got there, who else could it have been." Chico could feel the anger rising in him as it so often did whenever they talked about David Hendricks.

"The poor kid," Ed sympathized.

"Ed, Della, when we were leaving the house Joey went over to the BBQ grill, it was still sitting in their yard. When I went to him he picked up the meat turning fork, he looked to be a million miles away, all he said was, 'I thought it was hot.'

I didn't know what he was talking about and when I tried to reassure him that it wasn't hot any more, he told me that he thought it was hot that night when David tried to poke him with it so he jumped back to get away and that's when he backed into the grill."

"Oh dear God!" cried Della.

"Do you think Mrs. Hendricks knows about that?" questioned Ed.

"I don't think so, but when she's well I'm gonna talk to her, before anything more serious happens. Joey needs his Mom, I have to find a way for him to see her. I'll talk to Liz this afternoon and see what we can do.

"Bless you Chico, I'll help anyway I can," encouraged Della.

"Thanks Della, I'm gonna go see how Joey is doing, and fix his picture. We'll be right back. Thanks for the frame."

When Chico went to get Joey Ed and Della talked.

"Della, I worry about those two. Chico is so emotionally involved with the Hendricks' I'm afraid he'll get hurt."

"And you aren't Ed, emotionally involved I mean?"

"Of coarse I'm concerned Della, you know that but it's different. I'm afraid Chico may be thinking of Joey like a son, and if anything happens to him, or David moves them away what will happen to Chico then? He's already lost a lot of people he loves."

"He still has you Ed, he loves you too you know. The Lord only knows why, you old coot."

"Stop that!"

A few minutes later Joey returned.

"Chico had to make a call, he'll be right back," Joey explained. "Do you want to see my picture?"

"Sure I do baby, if you want to show me." Della took the picture.

"That's my Mama, and Papa, see Papa's holding a baby, that's me!" Joey announced proudly.

"Well now that's a beautiful picture and you were an adorable baby-you still are." said Della as she kissed him.

"Thank you for the new frame for my picture Della."

"You're very welcome sweetie."

At that moment Chico came in.

"Hi Chico. We were just looking at some pictures," Della explained. "Is anyone ready for pie?" Della wondered.

"I am!" Chimed all three dinner guests at once, and everyone laughed. After everyone had pie Chico, Ed, and Joey went home

"Joey do you want to go for a ride with me?" Chico invited.

"Sure. where are we goin?"

"You'll see."

Joey was so excited when a short time later he and Chico pulled up in front of the hospital he could hardly stay in the truck.

"Hold on pal, let me stop the truck, but before we go in I'm gonna check with Liz and see if she thinks you can still get in, alright?"

"Ok Chico."

When they got in the hospital Chico had Joey sit in the waiting room while he went to find Liz. They returned a few minutes later and Liz was pushing a wheelchair.

"Hello mi pocco corazon, are you ready?"

"Ready for what?"

"Chico didn't you tell him?"

"I wanted to wait till we got here first because if David is here I don't want to take him up there."

"I see, well Mr. Hendricks left a few minutes ago. Joey we are going to pretend you're a patient. You sit in this chair for me and I'll wheel you right up to your Mama's room. Are you ready?"

"Yep, this is gonna be fun!"

Joey got in the chair and as they made their way past the nurses desk Joey slouched over so as to appear sick. Once in the elevator the three con artists had a good laugh, until the elevator doors opened then Joey "felt sick" again.

"Hi Mama!" Joey exclaimed as he ran to his mother's bedside and hugged her tightly.

"Oh mi vida how I've missed you!" Carlotta looked to Liz in a questioning manner.

"Joey wanted to see you so badly, as I know you missed him that Chico and I made up this plan."

"Liz and I will go now and leave you two to visit for a while." offered Chico. "Liz honey, can you take a break now?"

"I only get 15 minutes Chico," Liz laughed as she and Chico left Joey and his mother alone.

"Mama, I miss you. When can you come home?"

"I'm not sure, maybe tomorrow but I have to wait and see what Dr. Stone says. I am anxious to get out of here as well, two days is long enough." Carlotta hugged her son close.

"Here, I made this for you." Joey gave his mom the drawing he had made earlier.

"This is beautiful love, I think you draw better everyday. You know your Papa loved to draw too, you have his talent."

"I have fun with Ed and Chico Mama. I want you to come home, but I like it there Mama, they are so nice. I'm not scared."

"I'm so glad Jose, I'm glad you tell me things. And never feel bad that you like to stay with your friends. I'm glad you are happy and safe."

"Chico and Ed are so funny, there was a mean snobby lady in the garage the other night. She hollered at me and Chico. Ed got mad and told her to leave."

"Oh my! You weren't causing trouble?"

"No. Chico says she's mean to everyone. Ed hates when she comes in. She told Chico that a child-me-shouldn't be in the garage, and that he should teach his son to keep his hands off other peoples stuff. I just touched her car Mama I wasn't gonna hurt it." Joey was quick to explain. "Then she said that Chico's dad-Ed-should be locked up."

"Gracious! She sounds like a real snobisita."

"That's just what Chico called her!" He was surprised that they would have the same idea. "And guess what Mama, Chico told her that they were there to help not be insal insal…"

"Insulted? Carlotta suggested helpfully.

"Yea that's it, insulted and that 'his son' could help him in the garage any time! Mama he didn't get mad when she thought I was his son, like David..."

When Carlotta saw the all to familiar look of sadness come over her son she made a suggestion.

"Jose, would you like to listen to the babies heartbeat?"

"Can I, how?"

Carlotta took a stethoscope from the bedside stand. She put the two plugs in his ears and put the other end on her stomach.

"Mama I hear her! I hear her heart beating!" Carlotta was relieved to see him smile again. He was still listening to the baby when Chico and Liz returned.

"Chico, I got to hear my baby sister!"

"That's great pal, but I'm afraid we have to leave."

"Yes the Doctors will be making the rounds soon so you should go, alright sweetie?"

"Ok, bye Mama I love you."

"I love you too son, I'll call tomorrow and let you know when I can go home," She said as they hugged.

Joey ran over to Liz next. "Liz, thanks for lettin me see Mama, I hope you don't get in trouble. I-I Love you." There were tears in her eyes as she spoke.

"It was my pleasure Joey. I love you too. You are a very convincing patient."

"What?"

"You are good at pretending to be sick." And she kissed him on the cheek.

"You ready pal? How about a piggyback ride?"

"Sure but what about my being sick?"

"So you've recovered."

Chico went to Carlotta's bedside. "Mrs. H you rest now, don't worry we love having Joey."

"Thank you Chico I will, it's alot easier to rest knowing he is in such good hands. And thank you for sneaking him here for me."

"It was my pleasure." Chico winked at her as he spoke in his Spanish accent.

He turned and said to Joey. "Let's go pal. Hop on." He gave Joey a little boost onto his back and they waved to Mrs. H as they left.

As they made their way past the nurse's desk again Chico couldn't resist. "This hospital is so good my son is already well and we just got here!" Chico yelled and all the nurses joined in the laughter that followed.

"Thanks for taking me to see Mama, Chico, you're the best!" Joey exclaimed as he hugged Chico around the neck.

The next day being Monday, things went somewhat back to normal. Chico and Ed went to work in the garage and Joey returned to school.

Chico was repairing brakes on a Chevy when the phone rang. "I'll get it Ed!" Chico yelled in the direction of the men's room.

"Ed Brown's garage, this is Chico."

"Hola Mrs. H!"

"You do? That's wonderful, well we'll be here I know Jose has missed you, oh no I won't tell him He'll be surprised. Ok Adios."

Running back into the garage he calls to Ed. "Hey Ed, that was Mrs. H!"

"You don't have to yell Chico. I'm old, not deaf. What did she say?"

"She's leaving the hospital this morning but she wants to pick Joey up here later today and surprise him."

"Well that will be nice for them to be together again," Ed reasoned

"I hope EVERYTHING is better from now on," Chico wished.

Chico was nervous about Joey returning to David's care after what he learned about the incident at the BBQ and he hoped to get an opportunity to speak to Mrs. H about it.

He was also glad for Joey because he needed his Mama. It was with those mixed emotions playing over and over again in his mind that Chico returned to the brakes he had been fixing. I hope Joey is having a good day.

If Chico knew what was going on at school at that moment he would perhaps think himself to be psychic.

Miss Birch had taken the kids out to play. Santos and Joey were playing tetherball when Raul showed up.

"So Martine, I hear you've been staying with Chico and the old guy at the garage, did your folks kick you out?"

Joey and San ignored the remark.

Raul joined in the game.

"Can you come over after school today?" asked Santos.

"I don't know I'll have to check with Chico, I wanna see if Mama can come home yet."

"Well just come over if you can. It's Tony's turn to help at the store so I can play today."

"Yah baby Joey has to ask Chico if he can play, I bet his mama got tired of such a little baby she gave him away," taunted Raul.

Joey tried to ignore the teasing but the words were reminders of his stepfather's true feelings about him and he was finding it hard to ignore.

Santos seemed to sense the trouble and tried to help.

"Come on Joey let's go somewhere else."

"My dad heard your dad in the bar the other night, when that baby comes your gonna be homeless!"

"He's not my Dad and you're a liar!" Joey jumped on Raul and the two boys scuffled around until Miss Birch broke it up.

"Boys boys stop it this instant!"

"Who started this?"

When neither boy spoke Santos jumped in. "Miss Birch, Joey and I were playing and Raul came and started saying things."

Raul tried to defend himself. "Joey jumped on me Miss Birch."

"Is that true?" asked Miss. Birch.

"I wouldn't have jumped him if he woulda left me alone!"

"Raul apologize to Joey please."

Grudgingly Raul said, "I'm sorry."

"Thank you Raul, now Joey, you apologize to Raul, please." Joey looked at his feet and said nothing, and Miss Birch repeated herself. "Joey would you please apologize to Raul."

"NO! No I won't cause I'm not sorry and if he don't leave me alone I'll do it again!"

"If that's your attitude then we had better go into the school and call your mother, you will be done with school for today."

As Miss Birch lead Joey into the school and down to the principal's office Joey had to think quick. He couldn't let Miss Birch call David or he would kill him. When they got to the office Miss Birch asked the secretary for Joey's file to get his phone number.

"I know my phone number Miss Birch," aided Joey, he didn't want his teacher to get in touch with his stepdad. "It's 555-2237."

Miss Birch was surprised when the party on the other end of the line answered, Ed Brown's garage this is Chico.

"Hello Mr. Hendricks, this is Miss Birch I'm afraid your son has been in some trouble at school this morning and I have to ask you or your wife to come to the school principal's office."

"Ok. Thank you, we'll see you in a little while then. Good bye."

When Chico hung up the phone he turned to Ed. "Ed, I need to go to the school and get Joey."

"He's not sick, is he?"

"No I don't think so, that was his teacher, she seemed to think I was Mr. Hendricks. I think Joey is in a little trouble. I'll be back as quick as I can."

When Chico arrived at the school he asked directions to the principal's office, and when he got there he found Joey seated shifting about nervously in his chair.

Principal Hayes stood to greet Chico.

"Hello you must be Mr. Hendricks, I am Principal Hayes. Please have a seat while I let Miss Birch know you're here, I think she should be the one to explain why you've been called here today."

Chico sat down in the chair nearest Joey. He wanted to correct the impression that he was Mr. Hendricks but for some reason he felt it best to play along, for now.

He looked at Joey but Joey couldn't bring himself to look at his friend. Before long Miss Birch was in the office as well.

"Mr. Hendricks, I'm pleased to meet you. I'm Miss Birch, your son's teacher.

I called you today because it seems there was a fight in the playground today between Joey and another boy Raul."

"Excuse me Miss Birch," interrupted Chico. "But if Joey was fighting with another boy where is he?"

"After I broke up the fight I asked them what the trouble was. Santos told me that Raul had been yelling things at your son, and Joey attacked him. When I found out the problem I asked each boy to apologize to the other. Joey refused saying that if Raul didn't leave him alone he'd do it again. So you see, Mr. Hendricks I thought that maybe it would be best if Joey were removed from school for the rest of the day."

"I see," replied Chico, as he looked at Joey. "I will certainly have a talk with him, and I thank you for bringing this to MY attention. Vaminos son." Turning back to the principal and Miss Birch, Chico said "I'm sorry about all of this, good day."

Chico didn't say anything until they pulled up in front of the garage.

"Joey I think you'd better go into the apartment. We need to talk, and I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Yes sir," said Joey sadly.

Chico explained the story of what happened at school to Ed and went to talk to his little charge. He found Joey seated on the sofa and sat down beside him.

"Joey, what happened today?"

"I-I got in a fight."

"I got that much from Miss Birch. Could you explain it to me, and why does Miss Birch think I'm David?"

"She was gonna call my Mom and Dad she said. I didn't want her to call David, so I gave her the number of the garage."

"Oh I guess I can see that. Why were you fighting?"

"I didn't start it, honest Chico."

"What happened?"

"We were playing and Raul said something that made me mad so I punched him."

"I see. Well when Miss Birch asked you to apologize why didn't you?"

"Cause I wasn't sorry and I don't lie."

"Let me ask you something Joey. Why do you think David is mean to you sometimes?"

"'Cause he's mad I guess."

"Is he mad at your Mama sometimes too?"

Joey thought about this for a few moments before answering.

"Usually he's mad at me, and when Mama stops him he gets mad at her."

"Does he hit you and your Mama when he's mad?"

"Yea."

"Well, do you want to be like David? You sit here and think about that and I'll come back after while. Ok?"

"Yes sir."

Chico went back to work leaving Joey to think about what he said for the remainder of the afternoon. When Chico returned to his apartment Joey looked up at him as he spoke. "Chico, I don't want to be like David."

"I didn't think you did Pal I just wanted you to realize it. I went through this too I was fighting all the time and one day I found out that fighting gets you in trouble. I just don't want you to have to find out the hard way. Why don't you come upstairs and have a snack."

"No thanks Chico I think I'll go apologize to Raul. He was mean but I don't have to hurt him back."

"Now you're talkin," Chico exclaimed proudly.

"Are you gonna tell my Mama?" Joey asked.

"For right now you are my responsability and we took care of it so I don't think we need to." Joey gave Chico a hug before he went to Raul's house.

It wasn't more than five minutes after Joey left that Carlotta came into the garage.

"Chico, where is Joey? I've missed him so."

"He's at Raul's house discussing school stuff." It's not exactly the truth but not a total lie either, he thought to himself.

"Mrs. H, if you're feeling up to it I have to talk to you about something very important."

"Si, nothing's wrong with my son?"

"Oh no, I'm sorry if I frightened you. I just want to make you aware of something. Ed, I'll be right back."

Chico and Carlotta went into Chico's apartment and sat near the table.

"Mrs. H, I have to tell you something and I don't know where to start," Chico began nervously.

"I find the beginning to be a good place amigo," Carlotta's smile and soothing tone helped to ease some of the nervousness he was feeling.

"Sunday morning Joey and i went to your home to get a few things so he would be more comfortable here, before we left I found him standing outside near the bar-b-que grill with the meat fork in his hand." Chico began to fidget as he had seen Joey do earlier.

"Please go on," encouraged Carlotta.

I went to him and he said 'I thought it was hot.' I told him that it was cold he didn't have to worry he said 'no that night I thought it was hot and David tried to poke me with it, that's why I backed into the grill.' I just thought I ought to tell you about this," Said Chico, very relieved at finally getting through the story. He looked at Carlotta as he waited for her response.

"Y-You mean, that my son told you David tried to hurt him on purpose?" Carlotta questioned in shock.

"That's what Joey said, I hate to upset you with this after you've just gotten out of the hospital but I felt you should know," Chico continued quickly. "I want you to know that if there is anything that Ed or I can do for you and your son all you need to do is ask."

"Thank you Chico, I-I don't know what to say. I know that David has a temper and he can be hard on Jose but I never dreamed, oh what am I to do?" she questioned.

"I have a friend, Della Rogers, I'm sure if you talked with her she maybe able to help you figure out what to do," offered Chico.

At that moment Ed called from the garage. "Chico! Come out here will ya!"

"I'll be right there Ed! Excuse me, por favor."

When Chico got out to the garage he was met with a big surprise. Standing a few feet ahead of him was Joey his nose was bleeding and he was using his t-shirt to try unsuccessfully to stop it.

"Ava Maria parissimo! What happened now?" Chico went to the boy. "You didn't go start a fight with Raul did you?" Chico asked as he led Joey into the garage’s men's room and sat him on the stool.

"No sir, I didn't honest. I went over there to apologize and he punched me in the nose."

Chico helped Joey remove his soiled t-shirt and using a wet paper towel he pressed it to the boy’s nose. "Tilt your head back pal."

Carlotta had grown tired of waiting and came from the apartment. The door to the restroom was open and inhibited her view of Joey and Chico, but she could hear what was being said.

"He punched you even after you apologized?"

"Yea, I said I was sorry I beat him up today and that I wouldn't do it any more, and would he just leave me alone. And then he punched me. I even flew off the porch."

"Well I'm proud of you for apologizing anyway."

"I don't wanna be like David. I wanna be like you."

"Thanks pal, that's a nice thing to say, but I have a better idea. Why don't you be yourself and be proud of who you are and you'll be just fine."

Ed was just coming out of his office after having answered the phone, when he saw Carlotta standing there he was about to speak when she stopped him by placing a finger to her lips.

When Ed nodded that he understood Carlotta pointed to her watch and then the door, and making a gesture of walking with her fingers she turned to leave. 'I'll be back shortly,' she mouthed to a very confused Ed.

A short time later Carlotta stepped in the door to the office of Raul Gomez, Attorney-at-law.

"Excuse me please, if Attorney Gomez has a few moments I'd like to see him. I don't have an appointment but it's urgent."

Carol Lopez had worked for Mr. Gomez for 10 years. She was well acquainted with his schedule so she went into his office and returned a few minutes later.

"Mr. Gomez can see you now."

"Gracias."

Carlotta entered the office with an air of confidence she did not feel, but she knew what she had to do.

"Buenos Dias Senor Gomez. I know I have no appointment and that you are a busy man but I must talk to you now while my courage is with me."

"Por favor, have a seat Senora Hendricks, how may I help you?"

"I don't care to sit thank you, those papers we discussed at an earlier appointment?"

"Si what do you wish to do?" inquired Mr. Gomez.

"I am ready to sign them now. Please do what ever needs to be done." Taking a roll of money from her purse Carlotta set it on the desk in front of the attorney. "Here is the money in the amount we discussed."

"Uno momento por favor." Said Raul as he went to his secretary. "Carol could you please bring in the papers I drew up for Senora Hendricks por favor?"

"Right away Mr. Gomez."

A few moments later council Gomez had the papers in front of him and was handing Carlotta a pen.

"I need you to sign here," pointing as he spoke, "and here and here."

"I thank you Senor for all your help. And for taking the time to see me without an appointment."

"It's my pleasure. I'm here to help."

As Carlotta left the office she felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders. Now, to go get my son.

Carlotta practically skipped into the garage. "Hello! Is anyone here?"

Ed and Joey were coming down stairs after having a snack. When Joey saw his Mom he skipped the last three steps and ran into her outstretched arms.

"Mama! I've missed you. You can come home now?"

"Yes, David picked me up this morning but I wanted to surprise you. Where is Chico?"

"He went to Pedro's service station to get a new inner tube for a customer he should be back soon." Answered Ed. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel wonderful, I am glad to be back with my son. I know it has only been 21/2 days but it seemed so much longer. Thank you so much for all you've done for my son and I."

Chico returns from his run to Padre's service station.

"Here you go Ed I got a new innertube. Oh Hi Mrs. H. It's good to see you up and around again."

"Thank you it's good to be up and around again. I've come to get Jose and to thank you once again for all you two have done for us."

"We sure will miss having him here. He's a great kid!" Chico spoke enthusiastically and truthfully. He turned to Jose. "You can come over any time you want to Pal."

"Thanks Chico," Joey answered happily.

"Jose why don't you get your stuff together and we can go home." Carlotta suggested.

"Ok Mama."

Jose left to gather his stuff and Chico and Carlotta continued to chat. Ed had gone in the office to get a drink.

"Mrs. H I hope I didn't upset you earlier with what I said. When I came back you were gone."

"Oh no Chico I am not upset with you. I am upset with myself. In an effort to do what I thought was best for him and his future I have caused him pain. I appreciate you and Senor Ed and all you have done. I could not be angry with you, I can tell that you care a great deal for my son, what Mother would be upset about that?"

The garage was considerably quieter after Joey went back home with his Mom and while Chico would never wish anything bad on the Hendricks' he was anxious for the next chance to have Joey stay with them as he had come to love the little boy as his own and missed him when he wasn't around.

A few weeks later Joey and his good friend Santos came bounding into the garage with some exciting news to share.

"Chico, guess what!" exclaimed Joey.

Chico turned from the car he was fixing to hear about the latest adventure.

"You won the California state lottery!" he joked with the boys.

"No. Guess again," said Santos.

"Rudy's having a sale, all the bourbon I can hold is half price," guessed Ed.

"No, my dad, my brothers and Joey and his stepdad are going on a fish trip this weekend!" Santos yelled.

"A fishing trip. Hey, that sounds like a lot of fun. Have you ever been fishing before Joey?" Chico asked.

"No I gotta get a fishing pole."

"You can use mine if you'd like to Bud. I'll go get it for you."

"Gee thanks Chico!"

"so you boys are gonna do some fishing this weekend." said Ed enviously. "It's been a while since I was fishing last I know you'll have a great time."

Just then Chico returned from his apartment with his fishing pole.

"Here you go Joey. Let me show you how to cast." Chico stood behind Joey and helped him place his hands on the pole. Then putting his hands over Joey's he went through the motions for casting. "You see that ball on the end of the line?"

"Yep."

"That floats on top of the water until a fish bites your hook. When you see the bobber go under the water or feel a tug on your line you got a bite and you reel her in," Chico demonstrated as he talked.

"That's cool Chico, thanks. Are you sure you don't mind, I promise I'll be careful with it."

"No problem Joey you just have fun."

"I will, I can't wait. I better get home I gotta help Mama. Bye Chico, bye Ed. See ya later San."

"Yea I guess I'd better go too, I'll see ya later, bye," said San as he left the garage.

"So Mr. H is taking Joey fishing," said Chico rather cynically. "I just hope that everyone who goes out comes home again."

"Chico don't talk like that!" scolded Ed. "You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"Your right Ed, I'm sorry maybe Joey was right and Mr. H just needs to learn how to be a good Father and this is his way of starting. I'm sorry," Chico apologized again.

When Jose got home his Mama was in his room. She seemed to be concentrating on something.

"Mama? I'm home."

Startled, Carlotta jumped at the sound of her son's voice. "Oh Jose you scared me. How was your day?"

"Great, and Mama look at the fishing pole Chico let me barrow for the trip with David."

"Jose I hope you did not beg," Carlotta reminded.

"No Mama, Santos and I went to the garage to tell them about our fishing trip and Chico said I could use his pole. I said thanks too. I still can't believe that David asked me if I wanted to go with them!"

Carlotta could see that her son was indeed very excited about the coming weekend and did not wish to dampen his spirit so she said, "Yes maybe things are turning for the better."

Jose was curious as to why his Mother was standing in his room so he asked, "Mama are you ok? Why are you just standing in here?"

"Oh I was just thinking. You are older now and with the baby on the way, I was wondering if you would mind if we moved you to the larger room down the hall. That way the baby can have the room nearer to our bedroom and you will have a little more room. Would that be ok with you?"

"Sure Mama, whatever you want. I can't wait till my sister gets here."

"Jose you keep calling the baby your sister, why?"

"You can't call a baby an it and I just see a girl. I can't wait to be a big brother. I'm gonna take good care of her."

"I know you will. I'm going to start supper and when David gets here I'll talk to him about your trading rooms with the baby. You had better work on your spelling words or whatever homework you have. Did you know I love you?"

"Yep! I Love you too Mama."

"Good I just don't ever want you to forget that it's important." Carlotta gave him a kiss as she walked by him to leave the room.

That night at supper they discussed changing the rooms around.

"David, I was thinking that it might be a good idea if we were to make a few changes around here before the baby comes," Carlotta began.

"What kind of changes?"

"Well, I thought perhaps we could move Jose's things into the larger room down the hall and we could bring the baby furniture down from the attic and move it into the room where Jose is now. That way the nursery would be nearer to our room and Jose would have a little more space of his own."

"I think changing rooms would be ok but if you don't mind I'd like to get my son a crib and stuff of his own. No second hand stuff for my kid."

"It's not exactly second hand you know, I only had it for Jose, it's in the family not some stranger," corrected Carlotta.

"Used is used and I want my son to have new. I'll tell you what, we'll work on getting Jose moved out tonight and tomorrow is Thursday, after work you and I will go shopping for baby furniture and get settled before I-I mean we leave for our trip this weekend. How does that sound?"

"Well fine but I don't see why we just don't use what we have here to save a little, and we are NOT moving Jose out, we are merely rearranging." Carlotta was somewhat unnerved by David referring to moving Jose out, as though getting rid of her son.

"Are you insinuating that I can't afford to provide for my son?" asked David defensively."

"No not at all," Carlotta assured. "I just don't like to be wasteful that's all."

Jose wanted to change the subject before "things" got out of hand.

"David can I help you move stuff? I can't wait to be a big brother!"

"Yea whatever, just stay out of the way."

After supper Jose helped David take apart his bed and move everything into the larger room to make room for the baby furniture.

"Carlotta, you go relax or something I don't want you trying to move this heavy furniture," doted David.

"That's silly, I should be helping with something."

"You are helping, you're taking care of the baby by resting. Jose, can you hand me the screwdriver please?"

Carlotta was so happy to see "her men" working together that she went to the kitchen to make some lemonade for them. Then I think I'll take advantage of the peace and quiet and take a bubble bath, she thought to herself.

As Carlotta was making the lemonade, the phone rang. "Hello?"

"Hello Carlotta, this is Liz Garcia. How are you?"

"Oh hi, Liz, I'm fine, how are you? It's so good to hear from you. Nothing's wrong is there?"

"No I just wanted to call and see how you are doing, I know you only have a couple of months to go before the baby comes and I was just calling to see how it's going."

"Very well thank you Liz, we are all anxious for the baby to arrive, especially David and Jose says he can't wait to be a big brother."

"I was also wondering if you and I could get together and visit. You know kind of make a girls afternoon, maybe we could even go shopping for baby clothes."

"Oh that would be wonderful! My boys are going on their very first fishing trip this weekend with Santos Garcia, his father and Brothers. Perhaps we can go Friday afternoon."

Great we'll plan on that then. I'll pick you up at about 12:00 on Friday. We can do lunch my treat. I'll see you then." Liz hung up before Carlotta had the chance to object to her buying lunch.

Carlotta finished stirring the lemonade and brought two tall glasses into the future nursery for the guys.

When she got to the doorway she was surprised to see that they already had Jose's bed apart and were about to move it over to the other bedroom.

"Boy you two sure work well together. I thought you'd like some lemonade after all that work," she continued talking as they helped themselves to the refreshments." Liz Garcia just called, she and I are going shopping together on Friday while you men are getting ready to go fishing."

'Liz, whose Liz?" asked David.

"Liz Garcia is Chico's girlfriend," said Jose. "She's nice."

"Well you two should have a nice time together. Just don't over do." David replied encouragingly.

"Oh I know we will have a wonderful time. What time do you plan on leaving for the lake?"

"The Garcia's are picking us up after school, I'll pick Jose up at school and we'll leave right away so you just go and have a nice time. I'll take care of the kid."

"That's fine then. Now if you two will excuse me, I'm gonna treat myself to a bubble bath. Jose when you two get the bed back together, you go on to bed, and I'll check in on you after a bit."

"I will Mama."

Carlotta enjoyed a nice relaxing bubble bath and when she had finished she was pleased to see that the guys had gotten Jose's bed moved into his new room.

"Well that didn't take the two of you very long. Where is Jose?"

"He'd better be getting ready for bed like he was told. We just got the bed together, I'm going for a couple beers I'll be back later, love ya, Hon," David turned in the direction of Jose's room. "You better be getting ready for bed like your Mom told ya if you think we're goin fishing this weekend!"

"Yes sir, I'm already in bed," Jose yelled through the closed door.

"You see, David, he's a good boy. He wants so bad to please you. I'm so glad your taking him fishing with you he's so excited he even borrowed a fishing pole from his friend Chico."

"Ya, I guess. I'll be back early I promise."

After David left, Carlotta went to her son's room to say goodnight.

"Jose, are you ready for bed?"

"Yep, only two more days and David is taking me fishing, maybe he does like me do you think so?"

"I'm sure he does son, remember I told you he just never learned how to be a dad but I think he's learning. I know one day you will be very close. Did you say your prayers?"

"I was waiting for you."

"Ok, then, whenever you're ready."

"Dear God thank you for my family, and my new baby sister. Thank you that David is gonna take me fishing, please help me be good so he can like me. Thank you for Della, Louie, Ed, and especially thank you for my friend Chico. Help me to grow up to be like him. Amen."

As he climbed into bed he asked, "Mama is it ok that I asked God to help me be like Chico instead of David?"

"My dear little one, you grow up to be a good man and try and do what's right and I and your Papa, Chico, and David will all be proud of you. Just be yourself and do your best."

After she kissed him good night Jose scooted over in the bed. "Mama, will you read me our story?"

"I'd love to. I'll really miss it when you no longer want me to read to you."

Jose pulled the book out from under his pillow as Carlotta made herself comfortable on the bed snuggled beside her son. Carlotta began to read.

The week seemed to drag by for Jose as he waited in anticipation for his first fishing trip. He was so happy that David was taking him along, and yet he was concerned about leaving his Mama alone all weekend. Mama's been in the hospital, what if something happens while we're gone? he questioned to himself.

It was later in the afternoon when David came from work.

"Lotta honey, are you ready to shop for some baby furniture?"

"I guess so, I still don't see why..." David was quick to cut off any objection that may have been forthcoming.

"I thought we went over this, I want to do this for our son."

"Yes dear, I know but Liz and I are going out tomorrow."

"Oh I see well we won't be gone long, if you're worried about tiring yourself. You say the word and we'll go right home. Besides I'm sure you and Liz will be shopping for baby clothes, that's not my area of expertise. Please Lotta, let me do this for you...for our son."

"Alright dear. Come on son, would you like to come shopping with us or do you want to see if Chico is home?"

"Can I stay home Mama? I'll be good, I got spelling words to write."

"Jose, I think you..."

"Oh for Christ sake Lotta let the kid grow up. He can stay here alone for an hour or so."

"I guess you're right David, after all he is going to be a big brother soon. Don't answer the phone or the door. Just do your homework and we'll be home before you know it," Carlotta instructed as she kissed her son good-bye.

"Ok Mama, I'll be fine don't worry."

Jose felt a little guilty misleading his mom that way but he so wanted to stay home and work on the surprise for his Mama and he was sure that when she discovered the surprise she wouldn't mind that he had wanted to stay home.

After closing the door behind his parents Jose went to the closet and got the cleaning supplies down from the shelf.

Carlotta and David went into the Marino furniture and appliance store and were browsing when Jim, the owner greeted them cordially.

"Good afternoon, is there anything in particular that you are shopping for today?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact we are looking for furniture for our son's nursery," replied David in an almost boastful tone.

"I see, well my congratulations to you, if you'll come this way we have a lovely selection to choose from, cherrywood seems to be our best seller. This is a lovely set, it comes with a crib, a dresser, and this beautiful matching changing table with shelves for storing diaper and things underneath for easier access without leaving the child unattended."

David studied the beautiful furniture while Carlotta could not take her eyes off of the price tag.

"It's very lovely I'm sure but do you have anything a little.... less expensive?"

Carlotta questioned.

"Certainly. Right this way," responded Mr. Marino as he lead them to another aisle.

"Didn't you like that set Lotta dear?" inquired David in a heavy tone that Carlotta recognized and had grown to almost fear.

"It was beautiful David, I just don't feel right about spending that much, what with Jose's birthday and the holidays coming."

"I-uh we do have some used furniture in the basement if you'd care to have a look," offered Mr. Marino kindly.

"I don't want used furniture for my son thank you," David said harshly.

"Yes, please forgive me I meant no offense."

"Oh please it's not a problem I guess I've just always been more cautious about money. You did not offend." offered Carlotta apologetically.

"I'll just leave the two of you to decide and if you need any further assistance I'll be right over there. Oh I see I have another customer, please excuse me won't you?"

When Mr. Marino had left them David turned to Carlotta. "Do you mind telling me what you are trying to do?" he whispered angrily.

"Nada mi esposo, I am merely trying to save a little money."

"I am perfectly capable of providing for you and our son, you don't need to be cheap!"

David's voice had risen in his anger and other people in the store were beginning to notice.

"David please keep your voice down." Carlotta pleaded. "Lets take the beautiful white set, that way we can re-do the room in any color and we'll have a lovely nursery for your son," suggested Carlotta in an effort to calm her irate husband.

"Excuse me, Mr. Marino? We have made our choice, whenever you are ready," called David.

Mr. Marino, who had finished with the other customer, came quickly over to the expectant couple hoping to make a big sale.

"So you have decided, si?"

"Si, senor, we would like the whi..."

"We would like the cherry wood set you first showed to us, I can pay 1/2 now and 1/2 next month if that's alright with you," interrupted David.

"Yes, that's fine, you're sure that's what you want?" asked the owner cautiously.

"Yes, we love it thank you," continued David.

"Right this way, will you be taking the set today or shall we have it delivered, delivery is free."

"Please have it delivered to the Hendricks residents at 2229 Sycamore," replied David

After David had paid for the bedroom set he followed Carlotta from the store.

"Well my dear what do you think?" David asked with pride.

"I think I need to get some groceries for supper."

"I mean, what do you think about the furniture?"

"I think we should discuss this at home. If you want supper we had better get to the store."

David was as disgusted with her reply as he had been with her cheap attitude in the store. We most certainly will discuss this at home! he thought to himself.

Carlotta and David remained silent as they headed to the grocery store.

Jose had finished cleaning up the kitchen, bathroom and was going to start vacuuming the living room. I hope I get done before Mama and David come home, I want them to be surprised. Jose started the vacuum cleaner and began going over the plush carpet of the room.

Back at the grocery store David and his wife were still shopping in silence when they ran into Rosa Garcia, who was busily shopping for the upcoming fishing trip.

"Carlotta! How lovely to see you, I declare you look more beautiful everyday!" gushed the robust woman affectionately.

"Thank you Rosa, you are too kind."

"Kind nothing I speak the truth, so are you ready for the big weekend?" Rosa asked as she turned to face David.

"I was but I don't know if it will work, finances being what they are you know," replied David rudely.

Rosa didn't understand and gave the couple a look of concern and confusion.

"Oh David don't take on so, he is only teasing Rosa, yes he and Jose are both looking forward to it, it's all they have talked of for days."

"Perhaps you and I could shop together for "our men". We can visit a little while we shop, I would be very happy to give you a ride home. That way your esposo can get ready for their big weekend and we can catch up, what do you say?" urged Rosa.

Carlotta looked at David. "You go ahead dear have a nice time, I'll go home and see if Jose needs help with his homework, I suppose I should get used to that with our own little one on the way," assured David in an effort to appease his obviously angry wife.

"Alright, if you're sure?"

"Yes, of course, I'll see you back at the house."

The two friends continued shopping together while David jumped in the car. Eager to get home, he sped out of the parking lot and down the street.

Meanwhile, Jose had made one trip over the room and was going around for extra measure. He had come by the television and was vacuuming near the window when he heard this sickening squealing noise. When he looked down he saw that he had caught the floor length curtains in the vacuum cleaner!

In an effort to get the curtains out of the cleaner, Jose forgetting to turn the vacuum off first, pulled back. This turned out to be a big mistake as he fell back onto the floor and with the curtains caught in the cleaner, they were torn down from the window, bracket, rod, and all.

"Oh no!" cried Jose as he realized what he had done. "Mama will be mad, not to mention David!"

As he sat on the floor surveying the damage, he put his hand down beside him. When he fell backwards he had knocked over the lampstand by David's chair and spilled the remainder of David's beer on the carpet.

Jose was in a state of panic trying to find a way to straighten up the mess he had made when David came in the house.

When David looked at the mess in the living room and saw Jose sitting in the middle of it all in a pool of beer he saw red with rage, Jose was quick to try and explain.

"I-I'm sorry David!" pleaded Jose. The sound of the small boy's voice made David angrier than he had been a few moments before about the way Carlotta had reacted to his attempt to buy a special gift for his child, as well as the way she made him feel worthless in front of people in the store was too much to take.

"What the Hell have you done?!"

"I'm sorry David, it was an accident," whimpered Jose.

"Boy you've really gone and done it this time, look at your Mom's new curtains, why can't you be good?"

"I-I was cleaning for Mama so she could rest while we are gone this weekend," Jose explained. David, however, was beyond listening. He picked Jose up off the floor by the arm, screaming at him all the while.

"Why the hell do you have to be so bad why do you make me punish you? Can't you do anything right? God you are so worthless, you think you're going fishing with me this weekend, THINK AGAIN! I'm not taking any bad boy fishing with me."

"Please David, I'm sorry, please, ow you're hurting my..."

"Boy you have just begun to hurt! I don't know why you behave so bad, I swear sometimes you don't want me to like you!"

David picked up the cord of the vacuum cleaner with one hand and flung Jose on the couch with the other...

Carlotta and Rosa finished grocery shopping and were on the way home. "Rosa, would you like to see the furniture David picked out for the baby's room?"

"Oh yes! I'd love to. You know in a way I envy you, having another baby, I mean. Babies are such a wonderful blessing from God. Sometimes I miss having a baby around again and then I take care of my sister's kids for a while and I remember my senses." Rosa laughed heartily at her own joke.

"Well Rosa anytime you get the blues for a baby you are more than welcome to come help me with our little one." The two friends were still laughing together when they got in the furniture store.

"Mrs. Hendricks, is there a problem?"

"Oh no, Mr. Marino, I've just come back to show my friend Rosa the lovely furniture my husband chose. Thank you."

"Oh fine, I'll leave you then, let me know if you need anything."

"Here it is," said Carlotta as she pointed out the beautiful furniture they had just purchased.

"Hermosa! You are indeed a lucky young lady, it is so lovely."

"It's lovely yes, but it is expensive."

"Maybe so, but the gift you're giving him is priceless and he needs to share in it in some way-other than his initial contribution, if you know what I mean."

"Rosa! Really, I'm surprised at you," Carlotta said in mock scolding.

"You really shouldn't be honey. I went through this type of thing three times, it's a man's way of not feeling as if the coming child will take his place in your affections."

"Thank you Rosa for putting things into perspective for me. I'm so glad we talked. Oh look at the time. I still have to fix supper could you please take me home?"

"Certainly dear."

A few moments later Rosa dropped Carlotta off in front of her home.

"Here let me help you in the house with your groceries," offered Rosa.

"Oh no thank you, they're not heavy and David is home he will help me. Thanks again and have a nice evening."

"You too dear and enjoy yourself this weekend, don't over do."

"Good bye Rosa."

Carlotta carried her groceries in the house. When she walked through the door she saw David sitting on the floor trying to untangle her new curtains from beneath the vacuum cleaner. He looked up as Carlotta was surveying the damage.

"What on earth happened here?"

"I'll tell you what happened, that god damned kid of yours did this! I came home and found him sitting on the floor with the whole window down, stuck in the cleaner, and he spilled beer on the carpet."

"I don't understand, I thought he had homework what was he doing with the vacuum?"

"Hell if I know, I sent him to his room. I got to get a screw driver and see if I can get the curtains out of the damn vacuum without ruining them."

Carlotta put the groceries down as she spoke. "Well didn't you even ask him about what happened, you just sent him to his room?"

"No Lotta, I didn't just send him to his room, I told him there's no way in hell he's going fishing with me tomorrow, he said he wanted to help, or some crap like that, now I need a screwdriver."

As David went to the garage for his screwdriver, Carlotta went to Jose's room to find out what all the fuss was about. She knocked softly on his door. "Come in?" came the meek and uncertain response.

Carlotta came in and sat on the edge of her son's bed. As she reached out to him he quickly pulled away from her.

"Jose, please explain the chaos in the family room?"

She could hear him crying quietly, but he didn't answer, so she asked again. "I asked you a question Jose, will you please explain to me what happened while we were gone. You said you had homework to finish, since when do you do your homework with a vacuum cleaner?"

'David said I can't go fishing with him."

"David said you can't go fishing with him, so you destroyed the living room?" Carlotta's patience had been tried to the limits with her family today and she could feel herself getting angry.

"Jose Eduardo Martine! Please sit up, and explain to me what happened in this house while we were gone!"

Jose sat up slowly, but he couldn't look at his Mama. "I'm sorry Mama."

"Sorry for what, I want to know how the curtains got eaten by the vacuum cleaner, how the beer got on the carpet, I'm tired and hungry and my patience is almost gone, if I have to ask you one more time..."

Jose's tears began again as he tried to explain what happened. "I-I wanted to help you. I'm sorry. I was gonna clean for you so you could rest when we were gone."

"I see, and you were vacuuming for me?" Jose nodded. "I appreciate that you want to help me dear but there are some things you are just too young yet to handle without a little supervision, and I guess we know that vacuuming is one of those things."

Carlotta tried to lighten things up and laughed at her little joke but Jose was beyond laughter.

"Please continue with what happened," requested his mom.

"I was vacuuming and the curtain got sucked up the cleaner. I tried to back up to get it out and I fell and the whole curtain came down with me."

"Now young man, what were you doing with beer in the living room?"

"I didn't have beer Mama, it was on the table by David's chair. I knocked it over and spilled the beer, he's never left beer in the can before. It was all an accident, and now David says I can't go fishing with him tomorrow." At these words Jose really began to cry.

"Jose please stop. I know that you were trying to help me and I really appreciate it but the fact remains that a lot of damage was done, not to mention that you were dishonest with me when you said you were gonna do homework."

"I'm sorry Mama, I only wanted to help, I want to go fishing, I didn't lie, I wanted to surprise you."

"I'll not make any promises but I will try and explain to David and maybe he will change his mind about taking you."

"No Mama he's mad, no."

"Jose please stop crying now. I will talk to David after we have had supper, I'm sure when he knows that you were only trying to help he will reconsider. Now go wash up for supper."

When Carlotta returned to the living room David had the vacuum cleaner head removed and was trying to work the curtains free from the brush.

"I can't believe that kid could be so hopeless, just look at this mess!"

"I know dear, it was an accident he only wanted to help me with the cleaning. I hope you don't mind pizza tonight, it's rather late to start anything more."

"See we can't even have a decent meal on account of all this trouble!" David yelled.

Carlotta ignored him as she went about fixing a salad to go with the pizza. She hoped that by remaining silent for the time being he would calm down. She put the pizza in the preheated oven.

Jose came out of his room and into the bathroom to wash up for supper. He found it hard to move because of the pain, but he dared not say anything because he knew he deserved that punishment after the mess he made.

When he had finished washing for supper he came out in the living room.

"I-I'm sorry David." He tried to apologize again. "Can I help you?"

"I think you have done quite enough young man, and who told you to leave your room?"

"Mama told me to wash for supper."

"Well I told you..."

"David please the boy needs to eat, he can go to bed after supper."

"Alright then. But stay away from this mess you've caused enough trouble. There lucky for you boy, I got the vacuum cleaner fixed, though I can't say the same for your mother's curtains."

David was glad for something though, with all of this fuss Carlotta seemed to have forgotten to be so upset about whatever was bugging her before. He was in no mood for a confrontation tonight.

"The pizza is ready. Come to supper please."

Everyone took their places and Carlotta said the table prayer.

"Dear Father in Heaven, we thank you for this food and your daily provisions, and I pray your protection on my guys as they go fishing tomorrow. Amen."

They ate the meal in silence for the most part, then David spoke up. "Lotta, I told Jose he was not going fishing with us tomorrow, the boy has to be punished for this mess, the cleaner, the curtains."

"Yes he told me and so did you earlier, but David, I was wondering if you might change your mind. He wants so badly to go with you and has been looking forward to it."

"Lotta have you seen this house, it's a mess and he ruined your curtains and I'm not so sure we won't need new carpet now." His voice was rising in anger with each word.

"Yes David I see but he was trying to help after all, and I'm sure we can have the carpet cleaned rather than buy new..."

"Damn it Lotta, all you've done to day is whine at me and complain about price. I try and discipline the boy so he grows up to be decent and you frickin contradict me at every turn! The boy has got to be punished and learn there are consequences for his actions!"

"David please keep your voice down," Carlotta begged.

David threw his plate to the floor in a rage. "What the hell is one more mess around here, Lotta? I said he is not going and I mean it!"

He grabbed Jose by the arm and lifted him from his chair. "Supper is over, go to bed. Your mother and I need to talk. I tried to do something nice for you and our baby and you carry on like I'm some kind of pauper who can't provide and to do it in front of strangers, Lotta, how do you think that made me feel?"

"I'm sorry David I didn't mean to imply that we are poor, you take very good care of us." David walked toward his wife, who had gone to the sink with dishes.

"Don't walk away from me like I'm not even talking to you! I was berated and embarrassed in that store today and on top of that I come home and find the place has become a disaster area, I try to discipline the kid and you whine about that. Well fine if you want him to go fishing maybe he needs a whipping more, something he'll remember a helluva lot longer!"

David turned to the frightened child removing his belt as he yelled. "I thought I told you to go to bed, now you're not minding? Boy are you asking for it or what."

"No David, please don't!" Carlotta screamed.

Jose who was still very keenly feeling the pain of the earlier whipping was also crying.

David turned and grabbed Carlotta by the arms to move her out of his way, and Jose came between them as they stood in the kitchen.

"No David don't hurt my Mama please. It's not her fault I was bad. It was my fault I don't deserve to go fishing, please don't hurt mama!"

When David heard Jose saying don't hurt my Mama, it was if he was freed from a trance. He seemed to awaken and he looked from Jose to Lotta."

"Oh God Lotta I'm sorry! Did I hurt you? I can't believe what could have done to you. Did I hurt you?"

"No David, I am fine. I guess I just never realized how important it was for you to get something for the baby, and I shouldn't have made you feel like you were a poor husband and father. I'm sorry too, just please-please don't take it out on Jose. It's not his fault. If you, as his stepfather, feel he should not go fishing as punishment for this mishap I will stand by your decision."

"Here Lotta I will clean up the mess and do the dishes. I'll take care of all of it, you just go relax." David was trying desperately to make up to Carlotta for the way he had just behaved.

"Yes it has been a trying day for all of us. Jose, you will not be going fishing with your stepfather after all. Now please go to your room and get ready for bed." Turning to David, she said, "I'm going to call Liz and cancel our shopping trip tomorrow and then I'll take a bath and go to bed early. I am tired."

"Cancel your shopping trip? No you aren't," argued David. "I'm sure the kid can spend the day at that garage he likes so well."

"I don't want to take advantage of their generosity."

"mama, I don't want you to miss going out because I was trouble, please don't cancel on Liz."

"Yeah the kids right, you go on. Take a long bath and I'll clean the kitchen and call the garage myself." urged David. "And kid, you had better get to bed."

With things settled, somewhat unhappily Jose went to bed, David turned his attention to the kitchen clean up, and Carlotta retreated to the bathroom, where, in the solitude her cries were covered up by the sounds of running water

It had been almost a week since Chico and Ed had seen Santos and Joey when they came to the garage all excited over the coming fishing trip.

While both Ed and Chico had missed having the boys in the garage they did have a busy week.

In addition to the usual garage work, Chico had received a pleasant surprise. His father, Gilberto Rodriquez had come to town on some business matters and had stayed a few extra days to visit with his son, and the man who had come to be a second father for Chico, Ed.

"It's been great seeing my Pa again, I'm glad he could stay a few extra days," said Chico. When there was no response he looked over at Ed, who was day dreaming.

"Ed, are you dreaming about Mrs. Shriff again, didn't you hear me?" Chico joked.

Ed awoke from his musings. "Oh Chico I'm sorry I was just thinking about how nice it is that your father could visit a while, you know I'm really glad that you and your Dad are getting to know one another. A person only has one father, well anyway I'm glad you are so close."

"Me too Ed. But I think you're wrong."

"What me wrong? Ees not my job man," answered Ed, mimicking the voice Chico used so often around the garage.

"No Ed, man I think you're wrong about a person having only one father. Most people do, yeah, but me, I got two great Papa's," corrected Chico as he put an arm around his dear friend.

"Stop that!" yelled Ed as he brushed Chico's arm off pretending to be angry. "If you and your dad are going out this evening you better get cleaned up, I'll lock up the garage."

"Are you sure you don't want to have supper with us Ed?"

"No thanks Chico, you two need some time on your own, besides Louie and I are going bowling."

"All right I just don't want you to feel left out."

"Listen kid ever since you came in this garage I've been staring at your stupid kisser day and night for the last three years, believe me when I tell you that it won't break my heart to be free of you for one night."

"I love you to Eddie baby sweetie pie, smooch smooch," Chico made kissing noises as he made his way to the apartment to get ready to meet his Dad.

Ed was about to shut the door to the garage when Louie came rushing through. "Hey Ed, are you trying to lock me out? I thought we were going bowling?"

"We are, Louie. I just wanted to lock up before someone else comes, you and I are going bowling and Chico and his Dad are going out for supper."

"Oh is Chico's Papa still in town?"

"No Louie,Chico's going over the border tonight. Ssh. Don't tell anyone," Ed whispered.

"Evening Louie. How's biz?" Chico inquired as he re-entered the garage.

"Just fine Chico, wish I could say the same for Ed, he's always such a grump."

"Wait here Louie I'll go get my bowling ball." As Ed was about to climb the stairs to his apartment, the phone rang.

"I'll get it.....Ed Browns garage, we're closed call back tomorrow. Oh yes he's here just a minute. It's for you Chico." Ed handed the phone to his head mechanic.

"Hello? This is Chico...Hola Papa, I'm ready where did you want to eat? I know a great little Chinese place...I see well yes I understand I'll see ya tomorrow than."

Chico hung up the phone and turned to his friends.

"My dad has a business meeting tonight, he says if he gets this done tonight we can have all day tomorrow before he has to leave on Sunday morning. Listen Ed, I know it's short notice but could I..."

"Go ahead take the day off I can handle it."

"Thanks, Ed."

"Now Louie, I'll go get the bowling ball." Once again Ed headed for the stairs, and just as he was climbing up, the phone rang.

"What is this Grand Central Station?" Ed growled.

"You go on Ed, I'll get it," offered Chico.

"Ed Brown's garage, this is Chico."

"Well I- I thought he was going with you?" Chico asked feeling rather surprised.

Chico wasn't sure what to say, he knew he would be gone tomorrow and he couldn't speak for Ed, but at the same time David sounded so cross on the phone, fortunately Chico was saved from having to decide when he saw Ed coming down the steps.

"Uno momento," he covered the receiver with his hand and spoke to Ed in a low tone so as not to be overheard.

"Ed, It's Mr. Hendricks on the phone he wants to know if Joey can come over tomorrow?"

"You have plans tomorrow don't you?"

"That's why I'm asking you, would you mind if he came over?"

"I don't care, I thought.."

"Yes, Mr. Hendricks that's fine bring him over any time...Ok. You're welcome, good bye."

"I thought this was the weekend of the big fishing trip?" questioned Ed.

"That's what I asked and David got kind of cross sounding and said that their plans changed. Uh Ed I feel responsible I can cancel my plans and..."

"You'll do no such thing, your Dad is only in town a couple of days, I don't mind having Joey around, he's a great kid, and I'm sure Louie and Della would be glad to help if we needed, Louie let's go before they close the alley."

When Louie and Ed had left for the bowling alley Chico went to his apartment to call his ladylove, he needed some cheering up, he needed Liz.

Carlotta sat quietly at the kitchen table, finishing up a letter. Jose was sleeping rather fitfully, Carlotta assumed it was because he was upset about not being allowed to go fishing tomorrow. David had gone to Rudy's bar for a drink, saying he had to unwind after the difficult day.

After sealing the envelope Carlotta put it in her purse and went to bed.

Early the next morning Carlotta was in the kitchen packing a lunch for David to take on the trip. How I wish Jose was going too, this trip meant so much to him. She dared not mention taking him along lest they have a repeat of last night. At least Jose was still sleeping and would not have to see David leave.

David got up from the breakfast table. "Lotta, Manuel will be here soon, you take care today and I'll see you tomorrow evening. I love you." He put his arms around her and drew her into him, they were kissing when Manuel Garcia and his sons pulled up in front of the house.

Carlotta closed the cooler she had packed and handed it to her husband. There was a knock on the door.

"Come on in," called David.

"Well are you guys ready for a weekend of great fishing!" declared Manuel as he entered the Hendricks home.

"Well I am, but Jose won't be joining us this time," said David in an almost pleased tone of voice.

This was too much for Carlotta. "If you'll excuse me I must get dressed, have a nice time." After she left the room Manuel spoke.

"Jose's not sick is he? Perhaps we should wait till he is well."

"No the kid's not sick, he's grounded, I'm still game to go if you are." David hoped they would be willing to go without Jose, though he could never say so.

"San will be disappointed but they have been looking forward to this weekend so I guess we'll do another trip sometime and Jose can join us then, here I'll get the cooler. Lets go."

Carlotta had finished dressing and was having some juice when the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Yes Liz, uh something has come up here and..." Jose was coming from his room and heard the conversation and went to his mother and pulled her arm to get her attention.

"Uno momento Liz," she took the phone from her ear to speak to her son. "Good morning sweetie, I'm on the phone, just a minute and I'll get you something to eat."

"No Mama, I have to talk to you."

"Liz can I call you back, someone's here."

Carlotta hung up the phone and turned to Jose. "What is it dear, that couldn't wait till I was off the phone?"

"Mama, I don't want you to not go with Liz, I was bad I don't deserve to fish, if David finds out you stayed home cause a me he'll be so mad. Please don't cancel, I'll be good at the garage. I promise."

When Carlotta looked at her son the fear she thought she saw in his eyes was enough to make her cry. After last night she had to admit that Jose might be right.

"Alright hon, I'll call her back and tell her when she can pick us up."

"Us?"

"Yes, I thought we could drop you off at the garage on the way. Now you go get dressed while I call Liz back."

Liz picked up on the second ring. "Carlotta?"

"Yes, I just had to take care of something. I can be ready at 11:30 quarter to 12:00."

"Uh Liz, I have Jose with me, that's what's come up that I mentioned earlier, do you suppose we could drop him off at the garage before we leave? Chico said it was alright."

"Sure that would be fine I'll see you both at 11:30 then. Good bye."

Liz had heard from Chico last night that Jose wasn't going fishing, that he was coming to the garage, but she didn't want to tell her friend that she knew.

I know Chico is feeling torn, he wants to spend time with his father before he has to leave, but he's worried about Jose. I sure hope he's all right, she thought as she hung up the phone.

Carlotta fixed breakfast for Jose and kept him company while he ate, she just could not eat right away in the morning.

"Jose please sit still and eat or you will spill, you have been so restless lately, I hope you are not coming down with something."

"I feel ok Mama, I can't wait to see Chico and Ed is all."

"When you finish eating go brush your teeth, and get a few things together that you would like to do while I am gone, oh and please pick your clothes up off the floor and put them in the clothes hamper, you are a boy not a pig."

By the time they had everything ready Liz arrived.

"Buenos dias amiga, and you too mi poco corizon," Liz greeted them cheerfully.

"Shall we go?"

They got into Liz's car and in a few minutes they pulled up in front of the garage.

"I'll just run in with Jose and be right back."

"Ohm I think I will come in too, I haven't seen my Chico since last night."

"I see," laughed Carlotta. "Come on son."

"Hiya Joey, looks like it's just you and me today, Chico's going out for the day with his father."

"Oh, I thought Chico said Jose could stay here, that is what David told me."

"He can stay I'll be here," assured Ed.

"Oh has Chico left already? I so wanted to see him before we left," pouted Liz.

"He's in his apartment getting ready. And here comes his father now."

"Hola Senor Brown, is my son ready?"

At that moment, Chico emerged from his apartment.

"Papa! It's good to see you, ah Liz, my ladylove." He kissed his girlfriend and then embraced his father.

"Pa you met Liz, and here is Carlotta Hendricks and her son, and my numero uno amigo, Jose."

"Yes fair Liz, it's good to see you again."

"Yes it's good to see you as well, Papa Rodriquez."

"And it is a pleasure to meet such a lovely woman as yourself." He kissed Mrs. Hendricks hand as he spoke. "Indeed, you have the beautiful glow of impending motherhood about you, my congratulations to you."

"You are so kind, it is easy to see where Chico gets his gallantry from."

"What do you mean, he gets it from me!" argued Ed.

"And this must be the young artist my son talks so about, it's a pleasure to meet you, perhaps you could show me your work one day."

"Si, Holy Friholies, and I thought Chico was tall." Jose exclaimed, as he looked up at Chico's father in wide-eyed amazement.

This made everyone laugh, except Carlotta. "Jose, is that how you speak to your elders?!" she scolded.

Jose lowered hi head in shame. "I'm sorry, Senor Rodriquez."

"Nonsense, I am not offended. I respect a man who speaks his mind, and the truth-besides it was funny." When Gilberto started to laugh again, so did everyone else.

When the laughter ended Carlotta and Liz left, Lotta with a reminder to Jose to be good, and Liz with a big kiss for her Prince Charming.

"Jose would you like to come with my Pa and me, I'm sure he won't mind."

"Not at all come, it will be fun I promise," Gilberto offered

"That's ok Chico, no thank you sir, I'm gonna stay and help Ed"

"Yeah, what are you trying to do steal all my help away?" complained Ed.

"Ok Pal, have a great time, and I'll see ya later." Chico reached to hug his small friend but Jose quickly averted the touch, an action not lost on anyone in the garage.

"Let's all meet back here and I'll take everyone out for supper, at the hotel I am acquiring in town," suggested Gilberto. "Senor Ed, if the lovely ladies return before we do please extend the invitation to them," looking at Jose. "Then perhaps I can see some of your artwork. If you are ready son, shall we go?"

"Ok Pa, I'll see you for supper than Joey, ok?"

"Sure, Chico have fun."

Ed and Joey watched as Father and son left the garage.

Jose spent the rest of the day drawing a picture, and helping with things when he was asked, while trying to stay out of the way. Meanwhile Liz and Carlotta had decided to eat at the diner down the street before they went shopping.

"I'm so glad we could do this, I've really been looking forward to it," commented Liz as they sat at a nearby table.

"Me too, it's not often I get out with friends."

"I hope you're hungry, the food is pretty good here."

"Lately, I have been hungry all the time, when I was pregnant with Jose I ate pickles with yogurt."

"So that's true about the cravings? I know I'm a nurse, but I never knew if that was just a myth."

Anita Cappucino, the waitress, came over the table. "What can I get for you today?"

"I'd like Tuna on whole wheat with a bowl of vegetable beef soup please." Liz placed her order and then Carlotta did.

"If you have it, I would love a peanut butter and sauerkraut sandwich on whole wheat." Anita gave her a look that seemed to say 'are you nuts' and Liz was quick to explain on her friends behalf.

"She's pregnant."

"Oh I here ya, when my sister was pregnant she ate mustard and mayonnaise sandwiches-no meat just mustard and mayo, what would you like to drink?"

"I'd like coffee please," said Liz.

"And I'd like a glass of milk and orange juice please."

"Ok we got, a tuna on whole wheat, vegetable beef soup and coffee, and for you we have peanut butter and sauerkraut on whole wheat. A glass of milk and a glass of orange juice."

"Oh no, not a glass of each, one glass with both please," corrected Carlotta

Anita spoke up. "Hey you know what you should try? A milk and Pepsi, it's great I drink it all the time."

"Thank you, but I'd rather not have pop while I'm pregnant but I will have to try it sometime."

Anita returned a short time later with their food and the two ladies visited while they ate.

"I have to tell you, Carlotta I just love your son. I call him me poco corizon. At first he didn't know what to think of me, being a girl you know."

"Thank you, he is my pride and joy, he thinks the world of you, Ed, Della, and Louie and especially Chico. I honestly don't know what we do without all of you."

"Yes I know, Chico loves Joey too, may I ask you something?"

"Certainly."

"When I talked to you about this afternoon, you said David and Jose were going fishing, yet Jose is at the garage with Ed, is everything ok?"

"Oh, well Jose wasn't allowed to go fishing, he was grounded after some trouble at home. I-It was an accident really, he was only trying to help but it didn't happen that way."

"I'm sorry I shouldn't pry," apologized Liz.

"No that's quite all right. We're friends. I just feel as if I've imposed on Chico and Ed's generosity way too much."

"Are you kidding honey? The way Chico talks about your Joey, if he didn't come by once in a while I think Chico would move in with your family."

The girls spent the rest of the afternoon talking and laughing together as they ate and shopped.

Chico and his father spent the day learning more about each other and sharing memories of the wife and mother they both dearly loved, and missed. The twosome had stopped by the city park to watch the children when Gilberto spoke.

"That girl of yours, Liz is a real beauty, are you going to marry her son?"

"I hope to Pa, one day soon. I want her to have the best, I'm just not sure I can offer her that now."

"Do you love her?"

"Yes, yes I do with all my heart."

"Then give her your heart."

"You make it sound so simple Papa."

"You love her and I can see how she loves you. I married your Mother when we were younger than you, and I had a lot less than you have, now before you say and look what happened, let me tell you something. my son you have one thing that your Mother and I did not have."

"What's that?"

"A father's blessing, ah let me correct that, two father's blessings, and you have a father who has so much to give you, think about that."

Chico was about to protest but Gilberto stopped him.

"We had better hurry if we're going to get back before the girls."

"Papa, you're forgetting the girls went shopping trust me, we won't be late." Their laughter filled the park as they headed for home.

Jose and Ed were sitting at the workbench, Jose drawing, and Ed fixing a carburetor, when Chico and Gilberto got back to the garage, still discussing Chico's future.

"Pa, I already told you no, I won't..."

"Chico you're being stubborn, I only want to help you..."

"Pa, I want to provide for Liz on my own terms."

"Chico I am your Father..."

Jose jumped down from his chair, and running across the room he got between Chico and his Dad.

"No! Stop, don't hit Chico he's my friend!"

"Whoa Pal, what are you talking about?" asked Chico.

"Please Sir, don't hit Chico he's good, he's my friend." Joey begged as he looked up at Mr. Rodriquez.

Chico knelt down beside his friend and tried to reach out to him, but once again, he quickly pulled away.

"We were just talking Pal no one was going to hit anyone."

"That's right, little one, I may be big but I'm not a monster. I would never hit my son."

"No! You were yelling and when people yell they hit!"

"Joey, listen to me, pal," Chico said softly. "My Papa and I were talking, a little loudly, yes, because we disagree on something. But people-friends, and family, can have a disagreement without hitting someone." Chico touched the boy as he rose to standing, and Joey wiggled away from him before he could touch him again. He would not cry, he wouldn't.

"That's right poco amigo, I was not there when my son needed me as a child, I am here now and I want only to help him, not hurt him."

Jose looked up at the two men. "I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"Joey there's nothing for you to be sorry about. I appreciate the fact that you were concerned about me and that you cared enough to try and stop what you thought was a bad thing."

"You did that for me, you're good. I can be good too."

"I know you can, and you are a good boy, a very good boy."

Before Chico could try and hug him Jose went back to the workbench, oblivious to the stares in his direction.

"Here. I drew this today, it's for you, if you want it," he said to Gilberto as he handed him the paper he had worked on all day.

"Why this is a picture of my son and I, It's beautiful, thank you I will treasure it always. You certainly were right Hijo. This boy has talent."

Just then, Liz and Carlotta returned from their outing together. They were laughing, as they had most of the day. Jose ran up to his Mother.

"Mama, you look beautiful when you laugh, you should do it more."

"Jose, you're sweet, how was your day, were you good?"

"I was, I think," Jose turned to Ed, with a look of uncertainty on his face. Ed, who up until now had stood silently by, replied.

"Good? Was he good? Of course he was good, he's my ace mechanic," declared Ed proudly.

"Hey Ed, I thought I was your ace mechanic?" Chico objected jealously.

"Oh don't pout now, you're my #1 mechanic, he's my ace mechanic, there's a difference."

"Well, since you put it that way."

"Let him pout Ed, mi corizon is sooo cute when he pouts." defended Liz

"You say that now, wait till your married to him," said Ed, and everyone laughed.

"I'm glad you ladies arrived, I would like to invite all of you to have supper with me at my hotel," invited Gilberto.

"That's very kind of you, but I'm afraid my son and I need to be going home," Carlotta apologized.

"Why Mama, I don't wanna go home, please can't we go?"

"If you are tired, you needn't worry. It will be an early evening as I have a plane to catch in the morning, and my driver can see you safely home," coaxed the Sr. Rodriquez.

"I can take them home too Pa. Please say you'll come," Chico urged.

"Well, we really should go home first, to change ..."

"Nonsense, you look beautiful and your son, he looks like an ace mechanic ready for an evening out," complimented Gilberto.

"You've talked me into it."

"Alright!!!!" squealed Jose with delight.

Everyone met outside the hotel on Wilshire and they had a lovely meal and lots of fun conversation.

Although Jose was feeling more and more uncomfortable. His back and legs were hurting but he didn't want to say anything and have to go home. No, home was the LAST place Jose wanted to go.

Jose and his Mother, and Ed had chicken Chico Ed and Gilberto had ribs, and Liz had shrimp. They talked and laughed throughout the meal. Jose, seated on his knees moving again to find a comfortable position, nearly knocked over his Mom's glass of milk.

"Jose, please be careful. Honestly what has gotten into you the last two days you have been so restless?"

"Perhaps the boy would like a tour of the hotel. I'm sure there are lots of places just waiting for a boy to discover," suggested Gilberto.

"Hey yeah Mama can I?"

"No I don't think the owner would appreciate you tearing up and down the halls of the hotel, disturbing guests."

"Oh but it was my suggestion, I assure you it is alright. I am the owner," said Gilberto.

Chico nearly choked on the lemon from his iced tea.

"Pa what do you mean this is your hotel, when you said we were to have supper at your hotel I thought you meant where you were staying."

"I'm sorry for the mix up my son, I meant my hotel as in I've just bought the hotel. My financial advisors thought it would be an excellent investment, and with the added bonus of seeing my only son more often I had to agree."

"This calls for a celebration, bring on the drinks!" Ed called to the waiter.

"Ed!" scolded Chico.

"No, no Ed's right let us celebrate, you see now my son I have the means and the desire to help you with anything you need to make your life a happy one. It is the least I can do after the hardship I caused you growing up."

Before Chico could respond, Jose asked his mom, "Mama can I please look around?"

"I don't really want you to wonder around alone dear..."

"I'd be glad to wander around with him," offered Chico. "This is some place Pop," exclaimed Chico.

"I'll go with you two, I need to exercise a little after that delicious meal, I have to watch my figure."

"Don't worry Mami, I'll watch it for you," said Chico admiringly.

"Oh Chico," giggled Liz.

"Oh brother," groaned Jose.

Carlotta called to her son as he was leaving the table, she put her arm around him as she spoke, but he pulled away wincing slightly as he did.

"You stay with Chico and Liz now, and please don't touch or break anything."

Jose hung his head slightly as he thought his mom was going to tell his friends how bad he had been earlier in the week when he broke the vacuum. He was relieved though when all she said next was, "Go have fun."

Chico, Liz and Joey went up and down the elevator to check out every floor. The favorite spot was the hot tub and pool area.

"Dig this Mama," Chico said grabbing Liz and pulling her into his arms as he stood near the hottub. "Couldn't we have a hot time in the hottub?"

Liz giggled and said "Chico, behave yourself."

"You don't wanna go in the hottub? How about the pool?" He swept her off her feet and held her over the swimming pool as if he intended to throw her in.

"AAAHHH, Chico Rodriquez, put me down!" Liz screamed.

"Anything you say, Mama." He began to loosen the grip he had on her.

"Not in the water, on the deck!" she laughed and laughed so hard it was difficult to speak. "Chico please, I don't have any other clothes with me!"

"Aw poor baby." Joey was laughing so hard he almost fell into the pool.

"Oh it looks like Joey wants to go for a swim," said Chico. So he put Liz down and started toward Joey

"No, I don't Chico. Honest I'm not even hot."

Chico scooped Joey up in his arms and immediately felt him stiffen up.

"No, Mama might get mad, no, please." Joey was just starting to feel panicked when Chico put him down at the pool's edge.

"I'm sorry Joey I didn't mean to scare you. I would never do anything to hurt you or get you in trouble. I wasn't really gonna throw you in. I was just teasing."

"I know Chico it's just that, I - Can I stay with you tonight?"

"Is there something wrong Pal?" Liz came to stand beside the two men in her life.

"Are you alright honey?" She asked in her caring tone.

"Well I-I can I stay with you tonight? Please Chico, I'll be good I promise."

"Hey Joey, you've never not been good, of coarse you can stay with me, if it's ok with your Mom."

"I'm sorry I shouldn't beg, Mama doesn't like it, and your dad's staying with you."

"It's ok Joey, I told you your welcome anytime you need," Chico stressed the word need as he spoke. "And my Dad is staying here."

Joey threw his arms around Chico's neck and gave him a big hug.

"Thank you, Chico."

"No prob, but I suppose we better get back to the restaurant, before they think we got lost."

As they were making their way down the hall to the elevators they passed a convention room, just as Joey happened to look in the direction of the open doors a scantily clad lady jumped out of a cake.

"Holy smokes Chico, loo..." Chico quickly covered the boys eyes, picked him up and jogged him out of the line of vision of the lady. When they got off the elevator in the restaurant Joey ran to the table to tell his mom about the tour.

"Mama we rode in the elevator to every floor and we saw the pool and the hotbathtub. Chico was gonna throw Liz in."

"If he would have I'd have taken him right along with me," threatened Liz.

"Good for you, a woman with spunk. Chico, you should marry this gal," his father encouraged.

Before anyone could respond Joey continued with his tale. And when we were coming back here we saw a lady in her und..." Chico quickly covered the boy's mouth with his hand.

"Uh it's nothing really, a lady in her bathrobe locked out of her room," he said to cover the secret.

"I see, a "lady" in a bathrobe," said Carlotta. She was pretty sure that wasn't exactly what they saw but she knew Jose was safe with Chico and Liz.

"Mama? Can I stay with Chico tonight?"

"I don't think so dear, you're supposed to be..."

"Mama please Chico said I could, I'll be good. Please?"

"It's true Mrs. H, if you don't mind. PLEASE?"

The look on the faces of Chico and Joey made Carlotta burst out laughing.

"How can I say no to the two of you? Yes, yes, you may stay."

"Yeah!!" expressed Chico and Joey together.

"Well, this day has been wonderful and though I hate to see it end, I do need to get to bed," admitted Carlotta.

"Yes and I have a plane to catch, though I will try and stop by the garage before I leave to say good bye. Mrs. Hendricks I will have my driver give you a ride home," offered Gilberto.

"Pa, I'm going to take Liz home and I would be glad to take Mrs. H home too."

"Thank you Chico, that's very kind of you. Then i can say goodnight to my son, and we need to get your fishing pole back to you as well."

"It's settled then, so long as you have a safe way home," said Mr. Rodriquez.

"I'd like a lift home, I've never ridden with a 'driver' before," hinted Ed, and considering that he did quite a bit of celebrating while the rest had their tour of the hotel it was a very good idea.

Chico walked Mrs. H to her door to see that she got in safely.

"You're sure he can stay with you?"

"Yes. I love having him, and now that my Pop is leaving again, well it's gonna be different. Good night Mrs. H."

"Oh, Chico your fishing pole! It's right inside the door let me get it for you."

Chico followed Carlotta in the house to retrieve his fishing pole, when she turned on the light she saw the vacuum cleaner was scattered all over the floor.

"I thought David said he fixed it? If he fixed it he obviously didn't put it back together."

"I can do it for you," offered Chico

"Oh no, I wasn't hinting..."

"It's no problem, I'm glad to do it.

Chico had the vacuum cleaner assembled in no time and turned it on to test it out.

"Perfect, it's all fixed, and put together."

"Thank you Chico. You are truly an angel of mercy to me and my son."

Chico unplugged the cleaner and was wrapping the cord around the handle when he noticed there was red paint or something on the cord. Hm I wonder what that's from? he wondered to himself.

"All set, now I better go so I can get Joey settled. Thanks for letting him stay." Taking his pole in his hand he turned to leave. "No Chico, it is I who needs to thank you. Thank you for-" Carlotta paused for a moment, Do I dare say it? "Thank you for loving my son."

Chico gave Carlotta a big dimpled smile and said. "It's my pleasure, Senora Hendricks."

After he and Jose had driven off Carlotta quietly closed the door.

Chico and Joey got to the garage just as Gilberto’s driver was pulling up to bring Ed 'I love a celebration' Brown Home.

"Thank you Kyle, I can take him from here." said Chico as he and Joey helped Ed into the garage.

"I'll help Ed upstairs and then I'll be down to help you get settled."

While Chico was helping Ed, Joey went to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Chico came down the stairs and went into his apartment, expecting to find Joey. He went to the nearby closet to get himself a blanket and pillow for the couch.

Joey came in the apartment.

"It was a lot of fun tonight wasn't it Chico?"

"Sure was Bud, I'll change the sheets and you can have my bed ok."

"I can sleep on the couch Chico, I don't care, I'm just glad I could stay. Thanks."

"No Problem, Hey Pal I'm sorry you didn't get to go fishing."

"That’s ok. I felt bad at first too but I had way more fun with Ed today and all of you tonight than I would have with David. Course I won't tell him that."

"My lips are sealed too Joey."

"Joey, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Why didn't David take you fishing?"

"I-I broke some things."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"David took Mama shopping for baby furniture, I didn't want Mama to work while we were gone. I asked if I could stay home alone stead of coming here. I only wanted to help, I was vacuuming the living room and Mama's new curtain accidentally got sucked up the cleaner, when I tried to get it out I tore the whole window stuff down."

"And you got grounded for tearing the window apart?" Chico inquired

"Yeah, but it was an accident. When I fell backwards I knocked over David's can of beer and spilled that on the floor. I was sitting on the floor in a puddle of beer with curtains all around me when David walked in the door."

"I see, so David grounded you from the fishing trip."

"He said if I thought he was taking a bad kid on a fishing trip I should think again. I was really sad at first but." When he said nothing else Chico pressed further.

"You were sad at first but what Joey?"

"If I tell ya, promise you won't tell Mama, I don't want her to be mad at me too."

"If I can, I promise."

"I don't think he was ever gonna take me fishing. At first I did, but every time I talked about it he said whatever, or we'll see. He hates me, he didn't even want Angel to use the baby furniture I used when I was a kid, he and Mama had fights about it."

"Angel? Who's Angel?"

"That's the name I call my baby sister. I don't like to call her it and David doesn't like when I say her cause he wants a boy. I try and be good, I could be his son, why doesn't he like me Chico?"

"I don't know Pal, I don't know," taking Joey on his lap he continued to try and comfort the small boy. "But I'll tell you something I do know."

"What?" Jose's eyes were wide with anticipation, waiting for Chico to continue.

"Your Mama loves you very, very much. And so do I, and Liz, Ed and Della."

"I love you too Chico. Thanks again for letting me stay here. I feel better now."

"I'm glad son, now I suppose we should get you to bed or your Mom will be mad at me for letting you stay up all night. I’m gonna go get some clean sheets for your bed you get your pj's on, you do still have some here don't you?"

"Yep."

Chico went to the closet to get fresh bed linens and when he returned Joey was in the middle of changing for bed, he was in his Pajama bottoms and taking off his shirt when Chico returned.

"Aye Dios Mio!!" He exclaimed when he saw Joey. Joey jumped about a foot into the air and turned to see what had upset Chico.

"What's the matter Chico?"

"What in the name of Santa Maria happened to your back?"

Joey hung his head, but said nothing.

"Joey? I asked you a question, what happened to your back?" He came over to Joey as he spoke, stepping over the sheets and pillow case he dropped in his shock.

"I just told you."

"You just told me what?"

"I just told you, I broke Mama's curtains and the vacuum cleaner."

"You told me that's why you were grounded."

"It was."

"You mean to tell me he beat you like that because of the curtain?"

Joey nodded his head.

"God that must hurt, what did he beat you with?"

"I-I think it was the cord, I couldn't see. He pushed me down into the couch."

"Are you hurt anywhere else?"

"Just my legs."

"Let me see please." Chico knelt down beside the boy as Joey lowered his pajama bottoms so Chico could see his legs. His legs and back were black and blue, they had cord marks engrained in them with streaks of dried blood. Chico thought he may be sick.

Instead he rose and said, "I'm going over to Della's to see if she has any first aid cream. When I get back I’m going to call your Mom. If she doesn't know about this she should."

"No Chico I don't want to go home please don't call my mom."

"It's ok Joey, I'm not sending you home I just think she should know about this."

"She does, David told her what happened when she got home that night, she was pretty mad."

"Mad at David, I should think she would be."

"She was mad at the mess I made. Please don't call her Chico, please I don't want her to be mad any more."

"I suppose it can wait till tomorrow. But tomorrow we talk to your Mom, understand?"

"Yes sir," Chico went back to where he had dropped the linen and picked it up.

Chico quickly made the bed for Joey and then went to Della's for some first aid cream.

Della was in her kitchen going over some recipes for a dinner party she was catering for Mrs. Smythe the third on Monday, when she was startled by the knock on her door.

"If that’s Bernie and he's locked the keys in the van again." There was another knock on the door, more persistent this time.

"I'm coming, I'm coming hold your pants on!" Della was surprised to find Chico at her door. "Why Chico! What brings you here on a Saturday night? I would think you and Liz would be painting the town red."

"I'm sorry to bother you Della but I need your help."

"What is it Baby?" Della could see that Chico was troubled about something.

"It's Joey, Della, he's at my place tonight. David beat him pretty bad, do you have any first aid cream or something?"

"I'm sure I do baby, what happened? Did he tell you?"

Chico relayed the story of how Joey came to spend the day with Ed, about the incident of panic at the hotel pool and how he asked to stay, as well as how he came to find the evidence on Joey.

Della found some Mercurochrome antiseptic and some bandages and together she and Chico returned to his apartment.

"I should have known something was up, he was so jumpy today, and well I'll tell you later." They were at the door to the apartment and Chico didn't want their conversation to be overheard.

When they entered the apartment they found Joey at the table drawing pictures.

"Whatcha doin Pal?" asked Chico, as he came to stand beside Joey with Della right behind him.

"Just drawin some picture of things in the hotel, here's the pool, and then I wanna make the fountain like I saw in the room with the lady in her underwear."

"Excuse me young man did I just hear you say you saw a lady in her underwear? Chico Rodriguez where have you been taking this impressionable child?"

"Uh it was at my father's hotel. Liz, Joey and I were looking around. There was a bachelor party or convention going on. I tried to cover his eyes, the doors were closed the first time we went that way."

"Uh Joey, Della has some medicine that will make you feel much better."

"That's ok Chico, it don't hurt, much. Not like it did."

"No Buddy it's not ok. Those sores look bad and if we don't get some medicine on them they'll get infected and they will really hurt. Please take off your pajama top."

"Yes sir. Are you mad, Chico?"

"I'm mad at David for doing this to you. I'm not mad at you."

Joey took off his top and stood there. "Turn around Pal." He did as he was told and when Della saw the streaks of red, black and blue she nearly gasped. Tears were in her eyes and voice as she explained what she needed.

"Joey, first we need to wash this blood off, Chico would you go get me a warm washcloth please?"

"Yes Ma’am."

"I tried to do it but it was hard to move and it hurt." Joey offered by way of explanation.

Chico returned with a warm washcloth.

"Well little one, I'm afraid it's still going to hurt, but I will be as gentle as i possibly can.

Della carefully washed the sores of blood, though he tried not to, tears began to fall from Joey's eyes. Chico stood with him holding his hands and talking to him. His heart ached for the suffering this little boy had to endure.

"Say Buddy, I saw the picture you drew of my papa and me. Boy that was cool. Pa said he's gonna frame it."

"That's nice, I'm glad he likes it-ouch!!! More tears fell as Joey squeezed Chico's hands."

"Yes, and I have the picture you gave me in a frame on the wall of my office. I love it," Della encouraged.

"Chico maybe you want to sit on the bed with Joey, I need to put the Mercurochrome on." Della advised, if warm water hurt like that the medicine would surely sting.

Chico sat on the bed and took Joey in his lap.

"It's gonna hurt. No I don't want it! Please," the little boy pleaded.

"Joey, baby we're not doing this to hurt you. Honestly this medicine will help you heal faster," explained Della.

Chico turned Joey so he had his back to Della and if he needed he could hang on to Chico.

As Della began to put the medicine on, Chico tried to distract Joey with conversation. For the most part it went ok, with only a few tears, but there were a few spots that had very open sores and when the medicine made contact there was nothing Joey could do to stop it. He buried his face in Chico's shoulder as he clung to him and cried.

After the medicine was on Della gently bandaged the sores, when she finished she said. "There you are honey, I'm sorry I had to hurt you but we're all done now."

"Uh. Not quite Della, he has some on his legs as well," confessed Chico.

"No! No more it hurts bad."

"I know it hurts sweetie but it will hurt a lot more if you get an infection," said Chico, he hated that he had to add to Joey's pain, but that was nothing compared to the pain he was going to add to David Hendricks when he saw him again.

"Can't you do it Chico, I-I mean I don't want..."Joey was too embarrassed to continue."

"I see, you’re embarrassed about me seeing you undressed, well I had a little boy, I promise, all I need to see are your legs.

Joey reluctantly dropped his pajama bottoms and as happened before, Joey needed Chico for moral support. When it was all done Chico helped Joey into the freshly changed bed tucked him in and kissed him good night. He turned off the light nearest the bed and as he was closing the door to go to the garage Joey stopped him.

"Chico, please don't go."

"I'll be right back, I'm gonna walk Della back over to her place. I'll be right back I promise," Chico came back to help Joey snuggle under the covers and he left to take Della home. At Della's place they talked a few minutes and Della let the tears flow freely.

"That poor boy. how could anyone do that to a child?"

"I know Della, I've been asking myself that ever since I met that little kid."

"Before we went to your apartment you said you should have known something was wrong, can you tell me how you think you should know something like that is happening?"

"Well, as I said before, he was so jumpy today and wouldn't let anyone touch him just like he was the last time, and today when I was pretending to throw Liz in the pool, when I went to lift Joey to do the same, he stiffened up. Oh God, how I must have hurt him when I grabbed him like that, I was just teasing."

"Oh Chico, don't beat yourself up over this, sorry poor choice of words, you couldn't have known."

"That's just it, I should have known. All the signs were there, like they were before when this happened and he asked me if he could stay tonight. He's maybe wanted to but he's never asked me to let him stay."

"Chico, did you hear what you just told me?" He gave her a look of confusion so she continued to explain. "Don't you see Baby? Joey loves you and he trusts you. He knows that you love him enough to find out what's hurting him and to try and make it better."

"Well, if I was really able to help him he wouldn't have to go through this at all."

"Oh, so you've promoted yourself up to the position of God now have you?"

"Of coarse not Della, it's just..."

"God put you in Joey's life because he knows your heart, he knows how you care about people and try and take care of them. Look what you've done for Ed, and now Joey. He tells you things, things that maybe his Mama doesn't even know, and look at the biggest fact lying in your apartment over there Baby. He was hurting, God only knows how bad and he knew who to ask in a round about way for help. Now you get back over there before that poor child thinks you've left him,

"That'd never happen Della. Thanks. Joey was right, you are an Angel," he kissed her cheek and was about to leave when Della stopped him.

"Do you have any Tylenol, Chico?"

"I think we do, Ed uses it now and then."

"Well, it's good to have some on hand in case Jose needs something for the pain, I'll get you some, just in case." When she returned Della handed Chico a bottle of Tylenol. "Here you go Baby."

"Thanks Della."

Back in his apartment Chico was surprised to find Joey still awake.

"Hi Joey, how are you feeling now?"

"It doesn't sting as bad as it did before. I'm sorry I cried like such a baby."

"You weren’t being a baby. When I think of how that must have hurt, and how it must have hurt the way I picked you up at the pool this evening it makes me want to cry for you. I'm sorry if I hurt you with my teasing today."

"Chico don't feel bad, you didn't know, I had fun. I love you and Liz."

Chico sat on the bed beside Joey and the little boy snuggled into the crook of Chico's arm.

"Joey, why did you ask if you could stay tonight?"

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have begged it wasn't nice. I just didn't want to be home when David comes home tomorrow."

"Joey, it's alright to ask me we're friends you know your always welcome. You don't think David is still angry with you do you?"

"Sure when he comes home and sees me, or the window with no curtain. If he's had some beer when he fished, he doesn't need to remember he always finds something to be mad at me for and I don't want Mama to be sad. She gets sad when he's mean. I usually try to stay away for a while, and I never had a place to go to before I met you and Ed."

"Where would you go, I mean before you stayed here?"

"I'd walk around looking for chalk rocks, and play at the park. Stuff like that."

"Well I'm glad you're here tonight, but you'd better get some sleep. There, snuggle down." Chico kissed Joey goodnight and went in the bathroom to get ready for bed himself. It had been a long, wonderful, and terrible day and Chico was exhausted.

A few minutes later when Chico was making his bed on the sofa he could here Joey's soft, rhythmic breathing that comes in sleep, and he knew that at least for tonight, Joey was safe.

Early the next morning Della surprised the guys with a special breakfast of a homemade egg and cheese bake and a pan of fresh from the oven caramel rolls. Chico was up early, due in most part to the fact that he hadn't slept very well the night before. He tossed and turned trying to think of how he was going to bring up the subject of Joey's injuries with his mother.

If she knew about it, what would he say to her, if she didn't what would her reaction be, and worst of all, if he didn’t do or say anything what would happen to Joey next time?

"Good morning Chico Baby. How was your night last?" inquired Della cheerfully.

"I didn't sleep very well, I don't know what I’m gonna say to Mrs. Hendricks when she comes."

"Would you like me to stay here when you talk to her Baby?"

Before Chico had time to answer Ed came down stairs growling like an old bear.

"Ow oh! Ooh! Boy does my head hurt, Chico run get me a shovel would ya please?"

"A shovel? Ed what do you need a shovel for?"

"I wanna bury my head in the yard, oooohhh. It even hurts to talk."

"Well there's a bright spot in your day Chico, you won't have to listen to Ed grouch all day," kidded Della.

"You shut up over there Delloooo."

"I won't get you a shovel Ed but I will get you some aspirin." Chico entered the apartment quietly so as not to awaken his houseguest when he got Ed's aspirin.

Out in the garage Ed was still moaning in agony.

"Serves you right Ed, how much of that champagne did you inhale last night?" asked Chico in a scolding tone, as he opened the aspirin bottle for his friend.

"I only had three glasses! Gimme that aspirin before my head explodes."

"As I was saying Chico, would you like me to stay when you talk to Mrs. Hendricks? I should check on him this morning anyway."

Ed had taken the aspirin and was listening to the conversation. As they spoke, Ed was reminded that Joey had come home to stay with them the night before.

"What do you need to stay here for and why does Joey need checking on he's still here isn't he?" questioned a very hungover but concerned Ed.

"From what I saw and heard last night, David has been using Joey as a whipping post. Something has to be done before he kills that poor kid."

"What do you think you should do?" asked Ed.

"Cheese and crackers Ed, if I knew that I’d have done it a long time ago!" snapped Chico more in frustration than anger. "I'm sorry Ed, forgive me por favor."

"That's all right Chico I know you’re just concerned for the kid," consoled Ed.

"I think we all are Ed. What do you want to do Chico? Should I stay or not?"

"I think I'd like that Della, I don't know how I'm going to say what I know must be said."

At that moment there was a sudden cry from the apartment.

"Chico!" When he got to his place Joey was in his arms almost before he could open the door.

"What’s wrong Joey, are you hurting?"

Chico sat on the edge of the bed with the little boy.

"I had a bad dream."

"It's ok now I'm here, and so are Ed and Della. Wanna talk about it Joey?

Joey shook his head. "No."

"Are you hungry?"

"No."

"Della's here she wants to see how your doing, maybe after that you'll feel like eating."

"She doesn't have more medicine does she?" Joey inquired apprehensively.

"Della! Can you come in here por favor?"

"Good morning Joey! How are you feeling this morning baby?"

"Good. I don't need no more medicine."

"Well I think you ought to take a bath to get the medicine off and see how it looks, we need to make sure it isn't infected. I'll start the water for you baby." As Della went to draw a bath for Joey, Chico talked with him about their deal the night before.

"Joey, do you remember what we talked about last night?"

"We had fun at the hotel didn't we."

"Yes we did pal, but I was talking about calling your Mama."

"Why?"

"She needs to know about what happened. I think we need to talk to her."

" She knows. David told her I did a bad thing, that's why she was mad and said I couldn't go fishing."

"I thought you said David said you couldn't go fishing?"

"he did, when Mama tried to talk him into letting me go fishing he-got mad he was gonna whip me, he said if she was gonna make him take me fishing that he'd whip me so I’d member it longer and not be bad, so Mama knows I got spanked cause she wouldn't let him do it again. She said I wouldn't go fishing."

"I see. Well you go take your bath and I’ll talk to you later, ok?"

As Joey made his way to the bathroom Chico made a call to Mrs. Hendricks. The phone was picked up on the second ring.

"Good morning Mrs. Hendricks, this is Chico."

"Oh no I just think we need to talk, maybe we could meet over at Della's it's kind of important."

"Fine I'll see you in a few minutes at Della's. Good bye."

As Chico was hanging up the phone Joey came running out of the bathroom clad only in his briefs, yelling his head off.

"Chico! Don’t let her!"

"Take it easy Bud, don't let her what?"

"She wants to see what the stork saw Chico! I can give my self a bath don't let her give me a bath!" He ran to hide behind Chico as he explained his problem.

Chico laughed at Joey and Della was trying to explain amidst laughter as well.

"Joey I know you're a big boy but I just wanted to help you that's all."

"No one but my Mama sees me like that. I'm a big boy!"

"Of coarse you are baby, you go take your own bath, if you do need help maybe Chico will help you."

"Ok. I will" When Joey had gone back into the bathroom Chico and Della burst out laughing.

"He reminds me of Ed after his hernia surgery, Chico."

"Not another Ed! Iy iy iy!" More laughter followed.

Chico and Della went out to join Ed and to ask if he would keep an eye on Joey for a while.

"I suppose I can, what's up with you two this morning? You look like you're about to walk the last mile?"

"I'll explain it all to you later, Ed but let's say I'm not looking forward to what I have to do." Chico offered by way of a temporary explanation, which in truth would have left Ed in confusion even if he had not been hung over.

"Della, I don't want to leave without saying something to Joey. I'll be right back."

Chico walked mournfully back to his apartment, all the while going over in his mind what he would say to both Joey and his Mother.

When he got to the door of the bathroom he knocked softly.

"I'm ok Della, you don't havta help me," came a determined reply.

"Joey, it's me, Chico. Can I come in a sec?"

"Oh ok. Sure."

"I just wanted to tell you that I’ll be over to Della's for a bit this morning, Ed is here and the breakfast is on the table."

"Ok Chico, I'll take care of Ed for ya."

Chico continued to be amazed at the young child before him. In some ways he was so young and vulnerable to the violent world around him, and still he could be so wise beyond his years and seemingly so mature you'd forget he was only 6.

"How ya doing Bud? Do you want some help, I promise I’ll try not to hurt you?"

"I guess it'd be ok, I know you'd never hurt me on purpose Chico. Not like..." Joey didn't finish the thought as Chico took a washcloth and ever so gently rubbed at the sores on the child's back.

The blood was gone, and although it looked somewhat better his back still looked bad. And to think that he sat with this for two days! Madra de Dios! How that must have hurt.

"Does it still hurt Joey?"

"A little, not like it did-I don't need no medicine. I can do it now Chico, thanks."

"Ok Joey. I'm going over to Della's then I'll be back after while.

"Sure thing Chico, and thanks for-for helping me."

Chico accompanied Della over to her office. Della made some juice to offer the expectant Mrs. Hendricks, while Chico paced nervously back & forth biting the tip of his thumb as he often did when he was upset about something.

"Baby, please sit down before you wear a hole through my floor," joked Della, trying to get her dear friend to relax.

"I’m sorry Della, it's just that I'm nervous, what do I say?"

"I wish I knew Baby, I wish I knew. I believe God will give you the words, after all, he has already given you the heart to help that poor child and his Mama. Just open your heart and God will show you."

Before Chico could respond there was a knock on the door. It was by no means a loud knock but in Chico's nervous state he jumped at the sound.

Della went to answer the door.

Virgin of Guadeloupe Por Favor ayuuda no, he prayed as he poured the coffee and juice.

"Good morning Chico and Senora Rogers." greeted Carlotta happily. "Thank you again for a wonderful evening last night and for allowing Jose to stay with you. It was a little lonesome for me but I must admit I got some much needed rest after the big day of shopping with Liz."

"Good morning Mrs. H., would you like some Orange Juice?" offered Chico.

"Please have a seat, Mrs. Hendricks," Della suggested.

"Oh forgive me muy stupido, si por favor sit." Chico was embarrassed that in his nervousness he had forgotten to offer the lady a chair.

Carlotta laughed at the young man she had come to see as a night in shining armor for her and her son. "No need to apologize mi amigo. I hope Jose was no trouble for you, he can be a handful at times."

Chico almost cringed at her words. He had to be careful not to assume anything or accuse her. He must choose his words carefully.

"No he was no trouble at all." Chico sat as he continued to speak. "I'm glad you and my Liz had a good time."

"Yes, she is a beautiful and kind girl. You are very lucky. I know you two will be very happy together."

Chico laughed at this." You sound just like my Papa. He thinks we should have been married last night."

"When I was with Liz I could hear the love she has for you in her voice when she speaks of you, and when she sees you her eyes betray her heart, and I see the same in you. Forgive me for rambling but may I say something more?"

"Certainly," Chico encouraged.

"When I see the two of you together, I see me and my Eduardo. We were so in love." Carlotta's mind seemed to wander back in time as she spoke.

"How I wish we had gotten more time together." She seemed to snap back to the present. "Oh I'm sorry you asked me hear to talk and I do all the talking I'm sorry."

"No apologies are necessary Mrs.H." Chico assured her.

"What did you wish to discuss?" Carlotta inquired politely.

"Joey told me why he couldn't go on the fishing trip with David."

"I see, yes that was unfortunate after all he was only trying to help me. I tried to talk David into relenting and allowing Jose to go with him, but he was adamant. David felt that taking Jose on a fishing trip would be rewarding him for as he says, 'damaging property.'"

"Unfortunate?" questioned Chico.

"I feel I can be honest with you, David has a bad temper, I was not yet home that evening. David insisted on buying the baby new nursery furniture and we were out of the house at the time Jose was 'helping'." Carlotta looked from Chico to Della as she talked. For some reason she felt it necessary to explain further.

"Chico, please don't think me a bad mother for leaving my six year old home alone. I would not had he told me what he wanted to do. He said he had spelling words to write so I thought for a short time he could do his school work."

"Jose explained that to me as well," Chico replied.

"It is for that reason that I had to agree with David on his punishment of Jose. He lied to us about his plans to be alone, and in doing so he not only broke the curtains and the vacuum cleaner, but when I think of what could have happened to him monkeying with major appliances like that unattended, why it makes me shake with fear."

"Am I to understand that you agreed with David's choice for punishing Jose?" asked Della in amazement.

"Yes, I thought that to be the best for all concerned, knowing David as I do."

When Chico heard Carlotta's explanation he was dumbfounded, perhaps he had been mistaken in his judgement of Carlotta's parenting. He chose his next words very carefully.

"Mrs. H, did you really think it was in Jose's best interest for him to be whipped like that?"

Carlotta was utterly puzzled by this question. "There was no whipping. My Jose was merely grounded. I have to admit that when I tried, as I said earlier, to get David to reconsider taking my son fishing with him he said that if I was going to insist that Jose go fishing that as punishment he would be spanked instead. So you see there was no spanking he was only grounded. After talking things over, and knowing David's temper as I do I had to agree that Jose not be allowed to go fishing this time."

"Well Jose told me that you knew David spanked him and that to stop him from doing it again you agreed that Jose should not go fishing. Let me see if I understand this, to prevent Jose from being spanked by David, you agreed that he ought to be grounded from his promised fishing trip," Chico quizzed.

"Si, that's right. When I arrived home a short time later Jose was in his room and David was in the living room trying to repair the vacuum cleaner. When I asked what had happened he told me he had arrived home to find 'My kid', as he calls Jose on the floor surrounded by curtains and in a puddle of beer."

"May I ask you something?" inquired Della. When Carlotta nodded affirmatively Della continued. "What did David say he did about Jose when he came in and found him amongst the mess?"

"H-He told me that Jose had to be punished for this misbehavior and was not going fishing, and that he sent him to his room."

"What did you do then?" Della questioned further.

"I went to my son's room to hear from him what happened. He told me he was sorry that he only wanted to help, he didn’t mean to lie. He was in tears about not being allowed to go fishing. W-Why are you asking me all these things?"

Chico had another question bothering his mind. "Mrs. H, you said that you were not home when David got there and found your son in trouble, may I ask where you were?"

"After picking out the nursery furniture, we went to get a few groceries for the up coming trip. While we were there I saw Rosa Garcia we shopped together and David went on home. Rosa gave me a ride home. I have answered your questions, now perhaps you will do me the same kindness and tell me please why you are asking me these things?"

"Perhaps it would be better if you saw for yourself. Della, would you please go to the garage and get Jose?"

As Della left to bring Jose over to see his mother, Chico tried his best to prepare her.

"Mrs. H, I don't know how to explain this to you other than to come right out with it. It seems that there was much more to David's punishment of Jose than the grounding you were told of. Jose has lash marks all over his back and legs, I’ve seen them myself."

"I don't understand-David did not say he spanked my son, yes in the past he has and quite harshly too, I too have disciplined him with a spanking from time to time but he has been fully clothed and only with my hand. I know David's temper and as angry as he was becoming I was afraid if he started to spank my son it would go too far. He has before you know. So as I said I agreed that he should be grounded rather than a spanking."

"You said David never told you he spanked Jose, did you ask him?"

"He said he sent him to bed and when i asked if he tried to find out from Jose why he made the mess, he said something like who knows why the Hell he does what he does, the kid can't do anything right." There were tears streaming down Carlotta's cheeks as she recalled the evening two nights before.

"I'm afraid that David's idea of discipline in this case went way too far, from what your son has told me, as well as what I've seen, David did a lot more to the boy than merely ground him." Chico explained while trying to keep the judgmental tone out of his voice.

The door to Della's office opened and in walked Della with Jose in tow.

When Jose saw his Mother he went to her side and hugged her. "Good morning Mama."

"Good morning my angel, I missed you. How are you?"

"I'm fine, I had a bath and some breakfast I love staying at the garage with Ed and Chico."

"Hey Pal, would you do me a favor?"

"Sure Chico, what?"

"Would you please take off your shirt and show your Mama what happened?"

"But Chico I…"

"Jose please do as you are asked." Carlotta spoke firmly but kindly.

"Yes Mama. Ok Chico."

Jose unfastened the suspenders of his overalls and removed his shirt.

"Please turn around Joey," Chico instructed.

When Joey turned his back to his mother she screamed. "Madre de Dios!" and began to cry. In fact, she became so hysterical that she dropped to the floor and threw her arms around Jose and wept. "Madre de Dios! My Nino Forgive me, Why did you not tell me you were so hurt?'

"Mama I-I thought you knew. David said he was gonna tell you when you got home, said you'd be mad about your new curtains..."

"Oh Mi Nino curtains are nothing compared to you, I'm so sorry you have been hurt again. He said he sent you to bed and you were grounded he said nothing of.. of this..." Carlotta continued to weep, Chico gently lifted her off the floor and helped her over to the sofa.

"You can put your shirt back on baby," said Della.

After Jose got his shirt back on he stood by his mom. "Don't cry Mama, it's better now Della and Chico took care of me."

Instead of comforting his mother with these words she wept all the more. "I'm your Mama, it is I should be taking care of you, instead I bring this pain right into the place you should be safest of all. Forgive me son!"

"Della, maybe you could bring Jose back to the garage and we'll be over there in a while."

When Della and her son left the office Carlotta said, "Excuse me Chico, where is the bathroom, I think I may be sick?"

When Carlotta returned she threw herself at Chico and began pleading with him. "Por favor, don’t take my baby away! He is all I have please don't take him away, I'm not a bad mother I will do better!"

Chico's heart went out to Carlotta and he realized that he had not been wrong in his first assessment of Carlotta Hendricks’ mothering. She was as shocked at what she found as he and Della had been, perhaps more so because she had trusted David at his word.

"Carlotta, no one is going to take Jose away from you. I do, however, owe you an apology. When I saw Jose's injuries and he told me you knew about them, I didn't think very kindly towards you, and when you sat here and told me that you and David had agreed on the punishment for Jose, well, I was ready to call the police on you myself. I'm very sorry to have judged you so harshly before I knew the facts."

"Aye Dios Mio how awful I must have sounded to you when you thought I agreed that David should whip my son like that!" Tears began anew as Carlotta realized what a monstrous parent she must have sounded like then. She cried into Chico's chest.

"I swear by my Eduardo's grave that I would never have allowed him or anyone else to beat my son in such a manner, at is inhuman. Please don't let them take my baby away!"

"Please Carlotta calm yourself and sit down. I'm sorry to have upset you this way. I just had to know the truth. and now that I do, I promise I will do everything I can to help you and Jose."

A few moments later, when Carlotta was calm she and Chico returned to the garage and found Ed and Joey were playing gin.

"Gin!" called Joey as he lay his cards on the table.

"Again, do you have cards up your sleeve kid?"

"No sir. It's just easier to play cards when your sober."

"Why you little..."

"Ha ha He's got ya there Ed," interrupted Chico.

When Jose saw his Mother return to the garage with Chico he ran to her and hugged her fiercely.

"I'm sorry Mama. I didn't mean to tell them, I didn't mean to be bad again."

Carlotta picked her son up and carried him to the nearby workbench.

"Jose Eduardo Martine, you have nothing to be sorry for. You have not been bad in telling anyone you were hurt, in fact you should have told me of this right away."

"But I was bad and broke stuff I deserved..."

"Son you listen to me and you listen well. You did not deserve a beating like that. Nothing is ever that bad. True, you were not honest with me but your heart was in the right place in what you tried to do. As far as the vacuum and the curtains, nothing is as important to me as you are! Things are replaceable, you are not. I want you to know something dear one, before you were born your papa and I prayed and planned for you. You were and are a very much loved and much wanted person. I love you, so does your papa," turning toward Chico and Ed she finished her thought. "And I have seen and felt the love that Chico and Ed and Liz, and Della have for you. Never ever hide your hurts from people that love you. Do you understand me?"

"Yes mama. I love you too, and Chico and all of you."

"I think it's time I take you with me. Please go get your things together."

"Yes Mama."

Jose reluctantly went to he apartment to retrieve his things. He hated the thought of going home, no matter how badly he wanted to be with his mom. When he was gone

Carlotta spoke to the group again. "I needed you to hear this. I know you must think I am awful to have allowed this kind of inhumane treatment to continue for so long. As God is my witness, I did not know of the latest. I will always regret that my son was too afraid to come to me with his pain. By the same token I will always be grateful that he had all of you to turn to in his pain. I promise you, Jose will not be hurt again."

When Jose came from Chico's apartment he had his piggy bank, and the picture of his family in the new frame Della gave him. Chico was speaking when he came back.

"I believe you and I want you to know that if you ever need anything all you have to do is ask. And Joey, as your mama said, you must never be afraid to tell someone if your hurting, inside or outside, no one can help make it better if they don't know. Ok?"

"Esta bein yo promesa amigo."

"When you come back kid, I want a rematch on our game!" Ed called as the pair left the garage.

When Carlotta and Jose arrived at the house she said to her son, "Jose, mi amor, por favor go pack whatever you think you will need you and I are going away for a while."

"Without David?!"

"Si mi hijo, he will never hurt you again. That is mi promesa. Now go, do as I say."

When Jose went to pack a few things Carlotta went to the phone, after a quick search she found the home phone number of the owner of the furniture store. Though she hated to call him at home on a Sunday she knew she didn't have time to wait.

"Hello? Is this Mr. Marino of Marino Furniture and Appliance?"

"This is Carlotta Hendricks. My husband and I were in your store this past week and purchased the cherry finish nursery furniture?"

"That is why I am calling. I'm sorry but we will no longer be needing the furniture. I hope this is not an inconvenience, and that we did not prevent another sale for you."

Carlotta knew what Mr. Marino had assumed when she said they no longer needed the furniture but she had no desire to correct the assumption, it was better this way.

"Thank you Mr. Marino and good day."

When she hung up the phone she went to the master bedroom to pack a few things of her own. A short time later both she and Jose had their bags packed, as they were about to leave Mr. Garcia's car pulled into the driveway and David emerged from the car.

"Jose, please take our bags and put them in your closet, and say nothing of our leaving." Jose quickly did as he was told.

David entered the house in a foul mood, not at all what Carlotta expected from him after a two day fishing trip.

"Hello, David. How was the fishing trip?"

"Shitty, Lotta, real shitty. It rained for the better part of the trip and I never got so much as a nibble. How was your weekend?"

"Very nice. Liz and I had a nice afternoon together."

"Good, well at least one of us had a good time." Looking around the house, David asked, "Where's the kid? He didn't give you any trouble did he?"

Carlotta wanted to cry. She couldn't believe that she had been so taken in by this man, that she thought for a moment that his attitude had changed toward her son. When Carlotta didn't answer him, David began to search the house yelling for Jose.

"Hey kid! Get your worthless ass out here!" When Jose came from his room David was right there to grab him. "I asked your Ma and she won't tell me. You didn't give her any trouble did you?"

Jose only shook his head.

"When I ask you a question I expect you to answer me!" He pulled Jose's hair so hard that his head hit the doorframe.

"N-No sir I -I was good honest."

"David please! I didn’t answer you right away because I was day dreaming about shopping with Liz. Please, Jose was very good, please don't hurt him!"

"Ok than was that so damn hard?" He gave Jose's hair another pull before he let go, and turning to his wife he gave her a kiss.

"God I missed you. I wish I’d have stayed with you this weekend. I'm gonna get cleaned up and I'll go put gas on the car and we can go out for a nice supper."

When David had freshened up he went to Ed's garage to put some gas on the car. He got out of the car and Ed came over to him. It's lucky for you that Chico is out on a date with Liz, Ed thought to himself. Although out loud he said, "What can I do for you?"

"Fill ‘er up please. I'm taking my wife and her kid out to supper." David knew that this old man was friends with his wife's kid, otherwise he may not have said anything about taking the kid out too.

"Where's that guy you got working for you? I wanted to know how it went with my stepkid, don't want him to be trouble otherwise we'll never be able to ditch him again," David laughed at his own cruel words.

"Why you..." said Ed. He wanted so badly to take this guy apart but he knew he was no match for a man David's size. "If you must know he's out with his girl, and as far as your step kid, he was very good, that'll be five dollars."

David paid the man and left. He knew just where he wanted to take Lotta, he hoped they would be able to go with out the kid but it seemed that their free babysitter at the garage was unavailable so Jose would have to go to.

It wasn't long before the family of three pulled up in front of Antonio’s Family Restaurant.

They were seated at a nice corner table, David ordered some white zinfandel wine for himself and a sparkling grape juice for his lovely, expectant bride.

When the waiter came he took the liberty of ordering two steak dinners for he and Carlotta and Carlotta ordered spaghetti and meatballs for Jose, and milk to drink.

"I expect the nursery furniture should be delivered tomorrow. I can't wait to see how nice it will look all set up in our son's room. It's too bad I went fishing and had such a rotten time, I could have stayed here and painted the nursery before the furniture comes." Before Carlotta could even reply, he solved his own problem. "I suppose I could paint it tomorrow and we can set it up afterwards."

Jose had been sitting quietly at the table drawing on his place mat. The waiter arrived with their food and the conversation ceased for a while they ate.

"Mmm... This steak is good. How’s yours dear?" David asked.

"Very good, thank you."

"You're very quiet tonight Lotta, are you feeling alright?"

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

David, who had up to now been ignoring Jose, turned toward him. On the table near him was the picture the boy had been drawing before their food arrived.

"Hey kid, that's a pretty nice picture what is it?"

Jose was so pleased and surprised that David would pay him a compliment that he quickly answered-without thinking.

"It's a picture of the swimming pool I saw when Mama and I went to supper with Chico, an his dad, an Liz, an Ed. It was a lot of fun."

"You went out while I was gone did ya?"

"Y-yes sir," Jose admitted timidly." Nothing more was said on the subject. David had a couple more glasses of wine while Lotta and her son finished their meal. Afterward David paid the bill and they drove home in tense silence.

They got home and Jose and Carlotta went in the house while David put the car in the garage.

In the house Carlotta told Jose to get ready for bed as it was late, around 11:00

David came in the house and slammed the door behind him.

"Where are you Kid!" He burst through the door of Jose's room, the child was just climbing into bed.

"I thought I told you you were to be grounded! What the hell were you doing out with your grease monkey friends?"

"They're not grease monkeys!" yelled Jose in defense of his friends.

"Don’t you back talk to me!" David backhanded Jose across the face. "I asked you a question boy. What were you doing? You were you do...!"

"Don't you DARE a hand on my son again!" Carlotta had come from her room to see what the commotion was about.

"What did you say to me Lotta!?" Yelled David.

"You heard me you Bastard! You are never ever going to touch my son again. I saw what you did to him when he broke the vacuum. How could you do such a thing to a child?"

"Listen here Lotta I was just trying to teach the kid a lesson so he can grow up to be..."

"To be like you? He doesn't need that. You can't even call him by his name his name is Jose Eduardo Martine, not kid, or boy! What kind of parent are you going to be?"

"Lotta, I am the man of this house and that kid will do as I say and so will you!"

"You may be the bread winner in this house, but you are no man! It takes a lot more to be a man than to beat defenseless children. My son is more of a man than you are and I will not allow you to hurt him again!"

"I’ll show you who the man is around here!" David grabbed Jose by the hair with one hand and dragged him to the front door. Opening the door with the other, he threw Jose out the door and down the steps.

"There you go big man, you want to be out when you’re grounded? Well now you’re out!"

"No Jose! Please baby, run!" Carlotta screamed. David turned on her in a rage and backhanded her across the face as he had her son earlier.

Jose didn't hesitate. He was glad to be free of David but he was scared for his Mama. He ran as fast as his little legs would carry him, he had to find Chico!

Chapter 27

It was late and Jose was tired as he ran for the garage, and he thought, for his Mama's life. The garage was really not that far from the Hendricks home but Jose was beginning to feel as if he would never get there when he finally saw the sign that read Ed Brown’s garage.

He pounded on the door several times. The garage was dark and quiet. Please God let someone be here, I need help, he prayed.

When no one answered his knock he began hollering, "Chico! Ed! I need you!" as he was pounding on the door again Della came down from her home above her delicatessen office.

"Jose honey is that you?"

The frightened child ran to her.

"Della where's Chico I need him?"

"Take it easy baby what's wrong?"

"It's David, he's madder than ever he threw me out and he hit Mama! I need Chico where is he?"

"Come on in here with me sweetie, I think Chico is at Liz's tonight."

"No Della, I have to go. Mama needs me."

Della stopped the boy.

"Joey, you are not going anywhere, you can help your mama best by staying here with me. I'll call Chico and the police. Now you stay right here, do you understand me?"

"Yes ma’am, but hurry please."

Della was able to reach Chico, he was at Liz's. When he heard what was happening he and Liz left for Della's right away.

She then called the police.

Jose paced up and down as he waited for Della to return.

"Baby, Chico and Liz are on their way here and I've called the police. We'll get help for your Mama, don't you worry."

"Where's Ed?"

"I think he and Mrs. Shriff went dancing, here baby have a chair, oh baby your nose is bleeding, let me get you a towel."

Chico and Liz came in a few moments later to find Della holding a towel on Joey with his head tilted back.

"Madra de Dios, what happened!"

Jose broke away from Della. "David's mad Chico, it's bad! He threw me outside and he was slapping mama. Mama told me to run, please Chico help my mama, please."

"I'll do what I can son I promise. Della, I'll run over there, Liz you stay here, mami, and keep Joey safe. I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Oh no, Chico Rodriguez. I am a nurse I am going with you," argued Liz.

"Liz I don’t want you around David..."

"Chico I'm a nurse, I see that kind of thing all the time now lets go and not waste time arguing." She was out the door before Chico could protest further.

Chico and Liz made a beeline for the Hendricks home. They got there just in time to see Carlotta on a gurney being carried to a waiting ambulance. Behind her a police officer had David in handcuffs and was taking him to the station.

"Oh my god, Chico, I'll see if I can ride to the hospital with Carlotta and see what happened."

Chico went to the police car to see what he could find out, in the meantime Liz was given permission to ride in the ambulance with her friend.

Chico learned that David had roughed his wife up and in doing so she went into premature labor they were taking her to the hospital where Liz worked and David was being booked for assault.

Chico got back in Liz's car and sped to the hospital.

In the ambulance Carlotta was trying to talk to Liz. "My son. Where is.."

"Carlotta, please don't talk just rest. Jose is with Della, Chico is right behind us, I'm sure your son is safe."

"If- if anything happens-my purse, letter in my purse."

"Nothing is going to happen to you, you'll be fine and so will your baby."

When they got to the hospital Liz went to a phone near by. "Liz, stay with me please." Carlotta pleaded.

"Ok, I will don't worry."

Chico came in almost immediately. "Liz, how is Carlotta?"

"She's in labor. It's too early. Listen, Chico she wants me to stay with her. I have to go, uh she wants her purse. Something about a letter. Would you mind going and getting her purse?"

"Sure thing. I'll be back as soon as I can. I love you, Liz."

"I love you too Chico, oh and I think you should stop by Della's and let her know."

Liz gowned up and went into the emergency room...

Chico went to the Hendricks home to get Carlotta's purse. Although he was unable to get in the house because the police investigators were there and they were not allowing anyone into the house for anything.

Before going back to the hospital Chico went to Della's. He hoped that Joey would be asleep but he knew there was no way the boy would be able to sleep until he knew his Mom was safe.

Chico arrived at Della's to find Joey standing by the door waiting for him and Della was making some coffee.

"What is it Chico? What happened?"

"Joey, why don't you..."

"No Chico! I wanna know. Where’s my Mama? How is she?"

"Liz and I got there just as the police were taking David into custody." Chico knelt down beside the trembling boy. "David beat your mother pretty bad Joey, she's gone into labor."

"What's that?" Joey asked. Tears were streaming down his cheeks.

"It means that your Mama is going to have her baby very soon, sooner than she was supposed to. Liz is with her."

"Oh Chico, is she going to be ok?" inquired Della.

"I don't know Della. Liz said she was worried about some note in her purse. I went to the house to get it for her and they have it all blocked off for investigation."

Chico turned again to Joey. "I know you’re worried about your mama, Joey, but why don't you try and get some sleep. I'll go see how your mom is and I'll be back later to pick you up."

"No I won't! I wanna go with you, mama needs me please Chico?" Joey clung to Chico and wouldn't let go. "Please Chico take me with you."

"Joey they won't let you in, you’re too little and anyway it's after visiting hours."

Joey started to cry and beg. "Chico please, you can sneak me in like you did before, please, I need my mama, I'll be good."

Joey's pleading was more than Chico could bear. "Jose, escuchame," he spoke firmly but not harshly. "I'll take you with me. Now, I don't think you'll get to see her, at least not tonight, but maybe you and I can wait to hear some news together."

"Thanks Chico, your my bestest friend."

"If they tell me you can't stay we come right back here alright? No arguments."

"Yes sir, no arguments."

Chico picked Joey up. "Della, I'll call you as soon as we know anything and if they won't let Joey stay, can I bring him here? I'd like to be there for Liz as well as Joey's mom if I can."

"Of coarse you can. I'll be up so don't worry about the hour."

"Thanks Della, I love you." He kissed Della.

"I love you too baby. And you too little baby, and don't worry I'll tell Ed all about it so he knows where you are." Della offered as she followed them to the door.

When they got to the hospital Joey was allowed to be in the waiting area with Chico.

"Chico, is Mama gonna be ok?"

"I don't know pal, that's what we pray for."

"It's my fault Chico, this is all my fault."

"What are you talking about Joey? This is not your fault."

"Joey was crying as he explained. "Yes it is. We were out for supper, I was drawing a picture on my place mat and David saw it. He said it was nice and asked me what it was. Chico, I was so happy he was nice I told him it was a picture of the pool at the hotel..."

Jose grabbed Chico and cried into his chest.

"That's ok, how is that your fault?"

"I guess I said something that mad him mad, we went home and when I was getting ready for bed David came in my room. He was real mad, asked me what I was doing going out with you guys when I was grounded. Honest, Chico, I thought I was only grounded from fishing."

"He said what was I doing with grease monkey's. I got mad and said they're not grease monkey's and he slapped me."

Joey began crying anew, and Chico held him close as he waited for Joey to continue with his story.

"Mama came in she was mad I never heard her say those things before. David said he was the man and we were gonna listen to him. She said he was the bread maker I think."

Chico tried very hard not to laugh at the little boy, as this really was a serious matter.

"You mean bread winner?"

"Yeah that's it. But he was no man. Boy did he really get mad. When she said I was more of a man than he was he got mad and threw me out the front door. Mama told me to run and I don't know what happened. See if I woulda stayed home...."

"Joey escuchame, It was not your fault. David has a bad temper, remember we talked about this before? And anyway if anyone is to blame besides David, it's me and my father. We were the ones to encourage the two of you to come to supper with us."

"But..." argued Joey.

"No buts. This was no ones fault but your stepfather's, he is a mean and violent man that needs help. Now I don't want to hear you blaming yourself again. This is not your fault."

Chico continued to hold Joey and gently rock him back and forth as he watched the emergency room doors waiting for word on Carlotta's condition.

After a few moments Joey spoke. "Chico, where's the bathroom?"

"I'm not sure. Lets look around and see if we can find one."

A short time later Chico and Joey found a nearby men’s room.

"I'll wait here to make sure you can find your way back," offered Chico.

"Ok. Thanks."

While Jose was in the bathroom Chico paced up and down the hall as he waited.

When he was done they went back to the emergency waiting area. They sat for awhile and Chico had a thought.

"Are you hungry Joey? Maybe we can get a sandwich or something."

"No thanks, I'm not hungry, if you are though, I'll stay here."

"No. That's ok pal, I’ll stay with you. Liz and I had a big supper. I was just thinking about you. How are you feeling?"

"Fine I-I guess. I just want Mama to get better Chico."

Joey hated feeling like such a baby, but there was a big lump in his tummy that seemed to go all the way to his eyes and push the tears out.

"I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about, when my mama was sick I cried so hard I threw up," admitted Chico.

"Really? You did?"

"I sure did."

"Did your Papa get mad?"

"Nope he wasn’t around then. I was raised by my Aunt Connie."

"Did she get mad?"

"No, she said it's ok to cry when you’re hurting, it helps the hurt go away faster."

"She sounds nice, your Papa's nice too."

"Thanks. I love em both very much," said Chico proudly.

"If David knew I was bawling like a baby he say shut up or I’ll give you something to cry for. You don't think he'll come here do you Chico?"

"I'm so sorry you've had to live with such pain Joey. No, David won't be here, at least not tonight anyway, he's in jail."

"He is?"

"When Liz and I went to your house David was being taken away in handcuffs for what he did to your mom.

"You know what Chico, I'm not sorry he's in jail."

"That's ok Pal. I don't think I would be either if I were you."

They sat in silence for a while and a nurse came over to them.

"Would you like me to get you and your son a blanket and a couple pillows? I see he's already asleep."

"Yes thanks that would be great but..."

Chico was about to correct the nurse’s assumption but he decided he didn't want to.

"But what? Is there something else I can get you?"

"No that's fine."

When she returned a few moments later with the promised bedding Chico carefully put a pillow under Joey's head and covered him with the blanket.

He needed to stretch his legs and decided to take a walk up and down the hall, careful to always be within site should Joey awaken and need him.

Chico was about to start his second walk up and down the hall when Liz came from the emergent care delivery room. She was crying and she ran to Chico and threw her arms around him.

"Oh Chico, She's dead, the little baby is dead!"

"Madre de Dios poor Carlotta, what happened?" asked Chico.

"The cord was wrapped around her neck during delivery. She was so small there was nothing they could do. Oh Chico it was so awful! They worked on her but..." Liz was so heartbroken she couldn't continue.

Chico just took her in his arms and held her.

Another nurse came out and called for Liz.

"Liz, Mrs. Hendricks needs you." Carlotta kissed Chico and left.

At Carlotta's delivery bedside Liz took Carlotta's hand.

"How's my baby?"

"I'm so sorry Carlotta, she didn't make it, she was just to small." Carlotta and Liz wept together.

The Dr. yelled, "She's bleeding out! Her pressure’s dropping!"

Squeezing Carlotta's hand Liz screamed. "Hang on Carlotta, Jose needs you!

Carlotta turned a very pale face to her best friend, "The letter, purse… Lawyer Gomez… tell Jose mama loves him, and I'm sorry." With a final breath Carlotta was gone, and her hand slowly dropped from Liz's grasp.

Liz lay her head on her dear friend and wept loudly.

Liz gently laid Carlotta's hands on her chest and covered her up before leaving to break the news to Chico and Jose. 'Oh dear God, Jose, he's alone with David now. Oh God, please help me tell that precious little boy that his beloved Mama is now with you.'

Liz walked out of emergency care in a daze. When she saw her Chico sitting next to Jose she broke down completely and crumpled to the floor weeping.

Chico got up and ran to her side. "Mi Amor what is wrong? What happened?" he asked as he carefully helped her off the floor.

"Chico, she's dead. She's dead."

"I know, baby, I know. How is Carlotta taking the news?"

"No Chico you don't understand Carlotta, Carl..." Liz wept a moment or two as she felt Chico's strong and protective arms around her. "Carlotta is dead!" As she said the awful words she continued to weep.

"Aye Dios Mio! I can't believe it! How did it happen?"

"I'm not sure what caused it but she was hemorrhaging, her pressure dropped Oh God I can't believe Carlotta's dead!"

"Mama! My mama's not dead!" Unbeknownst to Chico and Liz, Jose had awakened and he overheard the sad news as Liz was telling Chico.

" Madre de Dios Joey I'm so sorry." Liz said. She ran to Joey's side to comfort him.

"I'm so sorry Joey, your Mama was so...."

Joey pushed away from Liz screaming, "No! You're lying, my mama's not dead she loves me." He took off running toward the doors to the delivery room calling as he went.

"Mama! Mama I'm here!" Joey burst through the door of the emergent care delivery room before anyone could stop him.

When he was in the room he stopped in his tracks. Chico and Liz hurried through the doors right behind him, and watched to see what would happen. Chico wanted terribly to pick Joey up and run like the devil but there was a look on Joey's face as he looked at his mother's lifeless form on the gurney that made him wait.

Joey slowly walked over to the table and stood quietly by his Mothers side.

He reached up and brushed a lock of her hair out of her eyes.

"She hates hair in her eyes. Where's the baby, she'll wake up when the baby gets here, I think she's only sleeping."

Chico walked over to the little boy and knelt beside him. "Joey, your little sister, well she's, uh, she died too. She was too small."

"NO! Stop saying that they're not dead. I thought you were my friend, why would you lie to me? I hate you!!!!"

Joey broke free of Chico's gentle grasp and fled out into the hall he had come from, Chico and Liz quickly followed, they came through the doors just in time to see Joey run into the nearby men's room.

Chico ran after the child. When he got in there, Joey was vomiting into a trashcan.

Chico stood quietly by not sure what he could say to offer comfort to the poor kid. When Joey was through being sick he slid down onto the floor and sat there, rocking back and forth.

Chico went to the boy and touched him on the shoulder, when he did so Joey let out such a terrible pain-filled scream and crawled further into the corner. "No Mama wouldn't leave me, not with him, she was gonna take me with her." He sat there and continued to rock, Chico could only stand there. He didn't know what to do. And then Chico heard his Aunt Connie's voice speaking to him as she had when he lost his own dear mama.

At that moment, Chico knew what he had to do. He sat on the floor beside Joey and ignoring Joey's protests, he took him in his strong arms and rocked with him.

Meanwhile Liz had decided to call Della and Ed and let them know what had happened. She assumed that when Ed heard that they were at the hospital and what had happened, they would be waiting for news together at Della's so she tried there first.

"Hello Della? This is Liz, I'm sorry to call so late."

"Yes she has, Della the baby was still born. The cord was wrapped around her neck and she was so small." Liz tried desperately not to cry, she had to be strong for Joey.

Liz broke down when she heard Della's usually strong and sure voice thick with tears.

"Della, Carlotta died too, she hemorrhaged, Della. They're both gone!" Liz was unable to go on and hung up the phone. When she turned around, Linda, the young nurse who gave Chico and Joey bedding last night was standing there.

When Liz saw her she clung to the young girl and wept as she never had before.

In the bathroom Chico and Joey were still on the floor. "Joey I know you're sad and upset but I'm not leaving you, not until your ready to go."

"No! I don't wanna go home please don't make me! He'll kill me!"

"Joey I won't take you to David, we'll go back to my place, are you ready to go?"

Joey could only nod. Chico somehow managed to get himself and Joey off of the restroom floor with Joey in his arms the entire time. Joey needed to know that he was not alone and if that meant holding him all day and night than that's what he would do.

When Chico and Joey left the restroom they saw Liz, wiping at her eyes with a tissue. When she saw them coming toward her she met them half way.

"How is he, Chico?" Chico shook his head and mouthed not good. Dr. Stone, who had been his mother's doctor, came over to the exhausted couple, and the now orphaned child.

"Would you like me to get him something to help him sleep?" Chico, who was unsure if that was a good idea, turned to his girl.

"I think that might be a good idea, I'll be with him so I can watch over him."

"That's fine Ms Garcia. I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Chico, I'm sorry, I hope you don't mind my inviting myself to stay over?"

"No way mami, I want you with me not only tonight, but every night, mi amor."

When the Dr. returned he had a syringe. "Come into exam room 2 please. I thought a pill may be less traumatic but this will help him sooner."

Chico carried Joey into the exam room and lay him on the table though not letting go of the child completely. Joey whimpered slightly when the antiseptic was applied and when the poke followed he squealed softly.

"When that kicks in he should sleep for several hours, I hate to ask but which funeral home do you want us to contact?"

"Uh, I think Shady Rest Mortuary will be good," suggested Chico. "They took good care with Mama when she..."

"Thank you Dr. Stone. Come on Chico let's go home."

As they made their way down the hall, away from the delivery room Joey reached out his arms and cried longingly, "Mama, Mama don't go, don't leave me."

Chico gave Jose to Liz so he could drive them to Della's.

"I suppose I should call her and tell her what happened," said Chico sadly.

"That's ok love, I already called them, lets just go home."

Before they could leave Dr. Stone stopped them. "Excuse me, but could I see you for a moment, in private?" Dr. Stone asked Chico.

"Sure, I'll be right back, Liz." Liz sat on a near by chair as Chico followed the doctor back into the room they had just left.

"I'm sorry to bother you with this but we can't seem to locate Mrs. Hendricks husband, do you know where we could contact him? I'm surprised he isn't here."

"Well don't be doc, that sorry bastard is the reason she was here having the baby early! He beat the crap out of her and that little boy out there!"

Dr. Stone was clearly taken aback by Chico's abrupt attitude as well as his startling announcement, and his face must have shown his surprise. Chico apologized.

"I'm sorry Doc, I have no right to yell at you like that, it's not your fault or your responsibility."

"That's where you're wrong, Mr. Rodriguez, domestic violence is everyone's responsibility."

"How did you know my name?" Chico questioned.

"You're Liz Garcia's boy friend are you not?"

"Yes-but, I get it now. Well David Hendricks is in jail tonight for disturbing the peace and assault, and to my knowledge I don't think there are any other relatives."

"Thank you for your help Mr. Rodriquez, oh and it's no longer assault it's now manslaughter, two counts. That carries a stiff sentence if he's found guilty," informed the doctor.

"Doctor Stone, please call me Chico. You have just given me the best news I've heard in a long time."

Chico helped Liz and their young charge out to the car and headed for Della's, to try and figure out what to do next.

Ed and Della had been having coffee at Della's kitchen table before Della got the phone call.

Though one would never admit it to the other, they had come to depend on one another for support and each thought the other a friend. It was in that spirit, and their grief, that they cried together over such a tragic loss.

They pulled themselves together when they heard Liz's car pull up.

A very weary Chico and Liz entered Della's Home/office. Joey had finally fallen asleep.

Della went to Chico and they embraced as did Chico and Ed.

"I'm so sorry baby, you look beat. After Liz called I changed the linen in my guest bed and Ed brought a cot over. I knew you would probably want to stay with him tonight."

"Thank you Della. The doctor gave Joey a sedative to calm and help him sleep, I think I should stay to keep an eye on him," mentioned Liz.

"Hold on mami, if you think I'm leaving him now you are sadly mistaken," said Chico rather irritably.

"Chico I certainly didn't mean you had to leave," said Liz in her own defense.

"I'm sorry mami, you know I love you, it's just that I feel as if I've failed him."

"You're both just overtired, Chico you can either stay here on the cot in the guest room, or in your apartment. You'll be close by either way, and Liz, being the nurse, should keep an eye on Joey," Ed suggested sadly. "It doesn't mean you're not there for him if you're not in the same room."

"Your Right Ed, I'm sorry I've been so selfish Liz, I know you love Joey and you want to be with him as much as I do, you should watch over him tonight, I'll go to my place and get him something to sleep in, I'll be right back."

"Here Liz, I'll show you where you'll be sleeping tonight," offered Della.

"This is so kind of you,i hate to put you out."

"Nonsense, I have the room, and I think you could all use a little TLC."

As Della was leaving Liz and Joey's room, Chico was returning with a T-shirt.

"I forgot, when they left the garage the last... before Joey took everything with him. He can use one of my T-shirts."

"I'll go make some cocoa, when he's settled, if you need to talk I'm here baby." She kissed Chico before heading to the kitchen.

Chico softly knocked on the door, he didn't want to scare Liz, he knew everyone was pretty jumpy.

"Come in..." came the whispered reply.

"I forgot Joey and his...mom took all of his stuff home the other day, or was it today? I can't even remember, it seems like a lifetime. Well I brought over one of my t-shirts.

Here love, let me help you."

Chico proceeded to help Liz get Joey ready for bed. The sedative had kicked in and Joey was resting, although he was sobbing as one does after a hard cry. When Liz removed Joey's shirt she had to stifle a scream.

"Aye Caramba! Chico have you seen this?"

"Yes I have, you know the other night at the hotel when he asked if he could stay with me? Well that's why he didn't want to go home. It seems that David did that because of the mishap with the curtains. It's just damn lucky the kid didn't go fishing with that maniac, who knows what may have happened."

"That poor boy, all that he's been through in his short life and now he's lost his Mama."

Liz began to cry again, so Chico finished tucking the child in for the night before turning to comfort her.

"Why didn't you tell me?" she implored.

"Everything went from wonderful to horrible so quickly that night, and I knew you had to work in the morning so I didn't want to call you back over. Della helped me with him."

"You should have called, I love the kid too you know."

"After Joey told us what happened Della and I had a chat with Carlotta. She nearly fainted when she realized what had happened."

"You mean she didn't know?"

"She wasn't home when the beating took place and neither Joey or David said anything. As far as Carlotta knew, as punishment he was grounded from the fishing trip."

"I'm so tired Chico I can't even think, I'm going to bed. I love you mi amor."

"Buenos nochas mi linda princesa"

When he returned to the kitchen Ed and Della were having hot cocoa.

"Liz is going to bed and I think I'm gonna turn in to. Thanks for everything you guys, I love you both. Please wake me if Joey needs anything."

"Ok baby, sleep well."

"Wait up Chico, I'm going too. Thanks Della, nite," said Ed.

"Nite Ed, you too Chico. If you're up to it you can have breakfast here tomorrow, I guess it's actually today," mentioned Della.

Outside Ed and Chico walked to their garage/home. "I'm not opening the garage tomorrow Chico. Just rest, don't worry about a thing."

"Thanks Ed but I think I have a lot of things to worry about, if there are no relatives other than-than that thing they have in jail, I suppose I have to make some arrangements for services and things tomorrow."

"Well let's worry about that tomorrow, go get some rest. Uh, I know you don't drink but maybe a little drink will relax you a bit."

"No thanks Ed I can handle it, nite."

Alone in his apartment Chico thought of Joey, Carlotta and all that had happened in the 5 months since he first met them.

He thought about all that little boy had been through as Liz mentioned, and the events of the last few days, how shocked Carlotta had been when he told her what he knew about David and her son.

It was then that Chico was hit with an awful thought. If he had not told Carlotta about what happened she would not have gotten angry, and maybe Joey's mother would still be alive.

"Oh God! This is all my fault!"

With that thought running through his mind again and again, alone for the first time that day, Chico cried.

It was 6:00 am when Chico rolled out of bed. He was dead tired but with all he had on his mind, and all he had to do today it was no use trying to go back to sleep.

He thought to himself as he made his way to the shower. I hope it's not too early to go over there.

Chico needn't have worried. Della was awake too, as were Liz and Ed, and if the truth were told none of them ever really slept.

After a quick shower Chico went next door to see how thing had gone during the night. He was quite surprised to find everyone around the kitchen table.

"Good morning Chico, did you get some rest?" asked Della.

"Some I guess, how about all of you?"

"About the same. Some, not enough," responded the trio together. Chico smiled in spite of the circumstances.

"Sit yourself down baby and I’ll get you some coffee, and I got fresh from the oven muffins, help yourself," insisted Della as she shoved the plate of muffins toward her guests.

"How was Joey's nite Lizzy?" expressed Chico in concern.

"He slept albeit restlessly, but at least he slept. I still can't believe what's happened," she exclaimed.

"Me either," said Della

"That makes three," replied Ed.

"Four," said Chico

"I wonder just what it was that set that maniac off this time?" queried Della.

"I think it was my doing this time," Chico admitted. "I think Carlotta was angry at David because of the talk we had, and he got mad at her. It was my fault. If I hadn't have confronted Carlotta with what I knew maybe none of this would have happened?"

"Chico don't talk such nonsense! Have you been in my bourbon?"

"Ed, I'm very serious."

"Well so am I. You are kidding yourself if you think you're to blame for any of this. That man is a nut, what's worse he has a bad temper. You know as well as anyone here that David does whatever he pleases to whomever he pleases and it's to Hell with everyone else!

You did what you had to do to save that boy in there, if you didn't, it might very well be him we'll be laying to rest in the next couple of days. Mind you, I didn't get to know Mrs. Hendricks as well as the rest of you but I'm sure she wouldn't have wanted that. I don't want to hear any more nonsense like that again you hear me Chico."

"Yes sir. I'm sorry Ed."

"Amen Brother Brown, I couldn't have said it better myself," praised Della.

"Darn right you couldn't have."

"I think I'll make us all some french toast, how’s that sound?"

"I'm not very hungry," said Liz.

"I'll just have coffee Della," said Chico.

"I'll just have my usual, bourbon," said Ed.

"Come on you guys, if we're gonna be of any help to Joey we need to keep our strength up. Let me re-phrase that, I'M MAKING FRENCH TOAST AND EVERYONE IS GOING TO HAVE SOME."

Joey, although sedated, slept fitfully all night. He kept having the same dream over and over again.

David was yelling at his Mom, he was there and so were Chico and Liz.

David and his Mom were fighting just yelling at first than David started beating his Mama, when Joey tried to get Chico and Liz to help his mom Chico would throw Liz into the swimming pool that used to be their back yard.

All of a sudden the scene changed and Carlotta had her suitcase and was walking out the door, leaving Joey and David alone.

"Mama don't go, don't leave me Mama," Joey kept calling after her.

That's when she would turn around and say, "I'll do everything I can to get away from you two, you make me sick!" And she was gone. "Mama, don't leave me, don't go!!"

Joey sat bolt upright in bed. He had awakened himself with his screams.

When he didn't recognize his surroundings he panicked.

"Mama! Mama!" At that moment Chico and Liz burst through the door followed closely by Della and Ed.

Chico sat on the edge of the bed.

"Are you ok Joey?"

"I want Mama. I had a bad dream."

"You wanna talk about it Pal?"

"Mama knows what to do, where am I Chico?"

"You're at Della's, you and Liz stayed the night here."

Joey was becoming agitated.

"Mama musta worked right, why didn't I stay at your house?"

"Well, we thought it would be better for you to be here so Liz could watch over you."

"Why? Where's Mama?" Joey's lips began to quiver. "I had a bad dream Chico, Mama left me with David said she couldn't wait to get away from me and left me there. Where's my Mama?!"

Chico sat the little boy on his lap and wrapped his arms around him as he spoke.

"Joey, yesterday your Mama had her baby, remember? She was a little girl, but she came too early and was too tiny. Joey, your little sister died."

"She d-died?" Joey began to rock back and forth as he absorbed what Chico had to say.

"I bet Mama's sad, does she know? I better go home Chico, Mama needs me. I bet David will be mad but at least he can't be mad at Angel she's in Heaven with my Papa, he'll take care of her. Thanks for letting me stay Della but I better get home. Mama must be so sad."

Both Della and Liz burst into tears, Joey tried unsuccessfully to remove Chico's grip on him, and he started rocking again as he spoke to Chico.

"Come on Chico, this isn't funny I want my Mama I wanna go home!" Joey was beginning to cry as he pleaded with Chico. "Please Chico, I want my mama!"

"Joey please listen to me. Your mom's not at home, and she's not in the hospital either. I don't know how to tell you this but, Joey your Mama went to heaven to be with your papa and your baby sister yesterday."

"Why? Why would she do that? They have God there to take care of them." The sudden memory of last night in urgent care came flooding back for Joey and he clung to Chico and cried.

Della excused herself saying she was going to make the French toast, and Liz went to help, but truthfully they didn't want to cry in front of Joey.

"Chico I'm going to the garage for a bit, I need a drink."

As the other memories had come to him Joey also recalled the harsh words he had said to his best friend.

"Chico I'm sorry I said I hated you last night. I don't, I love you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"I know you are son. I know you didn't really mean it, it's easy to say things like that when we are hurting. I love you too pal." The two friends sat together a while longer and cried together.

"It's almost like my dream," said Joey when he calmed down.

"What is?"

"Mama left, in my dream and now she really left me."

"You dreamt she left you?"

"Yep they were fighting again David hit her. I was there so were you and Liz."

"We were in your dream? What happened?"

David hit Mama. I tried to get you to help stop it but you just wanted to throw Liz in our backyard, only it was a pool. Mama took her suit case and left when I hollered don't go she turned and said I'll do everything I can to get away from you, you make me sick and she left me, and now she really is gone."

"Joey you do understand that your mama didn't want to leave you, she loved you."

"What about my bad dream?"

"Well I remember the other day your Mama said 'I’ll do anything I can to protect you.' Do you remember?"

"I guess."

"And the swimming pool that must have been in your mind from our night at the hotel, those words I don't know..."

"David told me I made him sick and I was worthless, is that why?"

"It probably is Joey. I'm so sorry for all you've gone through. Are you hungry? Want some breakfast? Lets find your clothes and go have some breakfast ok?"

They found Joey's clothes on a nearby rocking chair.

"Joey, I have some calls to make, when you’re ready we'll be out in the kitchen."

"Ok."

Chico left Joey to his privacy. He needed to make some calls and he didn't want Joey to hear.

"Della, I need to run home and make a few calls. I'll be right back."

"Chico I have a phone too you can use."

"I know Della, thanks, but I don't want Joey to hear."

In the garage Chico found Ed sitting in the waiting area head in his hands.

"Ed, what's the matter? Are you sick?"

After a few moments Ed looked up at his young friend, Chico could see that Ed had been weeping.

"No Chico, just sad. I asked Margaret to watch over Mrs. Hendricks and her baby. I can't believe Joey's mother is gone, how's he doing now?"

"He seems a little better, it's gonna be tough though. I have to call the funeral home and discuss arrangements, I don't imagine David will be able to make them, the bastard."

Chico went to his apartment to begin the sad duty of calling the mortuary, and Rosa Garcia should know as well.

"Shady Rest Mortuary? This is Mr. Chico Rodriquez, was a Mrs. Carlotta Hendricks brought to you today?"

"No not really we were friends, to my knowledge there is no next of kin, she was married but her husband is in jail, possibly for a long time. I was wondering if there was something I should be doing, clothes or anything?"

"The sooner we get this taken care of the better, I'll make a couple more calls and be down as soon as I can. Thank you."

Chico called Mrs. Garcia, who was terribly shocked by the news but promised to come over after a while with a hot dish and some bars.

When he finished that he called the police station, he had to see if he would be able to get into Joey's house to find something for Carlotta what a sad task, he would ask Liz to accompany him.

"Hello this is Chico Rodriquez calling, I was wondering is the Hendricks house still part of the investigation, I need to go over there and get some clothes for her son as well as find something for-for the service."

When Chico was given the go ahead to enter the house he went back to Della's to ask Liz to help him.

Ed had gone upstairs to take a nap so Chico tried to be as quiet as he could. When he entered Della's house he was greeted by crying

"Chico! Where’s Chico?"

"Joey!" Chico called. "I'm here in the kitchen."

Joey came running through the kitchen and clung to his friend.

"I thought you left me too!"

"Oh Bud, I told ya I had some calls to make, didn't I? Well I made them and now I'm back. Although I have to ask Liz if she can come help me with some things, so I..."

"I wanna help you, too. Let me go, too."

"I can't, pal, but I promise, Liz and I will be back as soon as we can. Della, Ed's taking a nap, would you mind..."

"You go on ahead baby. Joey and I will be fine here."

Chico nodded to Liz and they left as Joey was crying on Della.

"Where are we going Chico? I really think that one of us should stay with Joey now."

"I know, love, so do I but I need you to come to Joey's house and pick out a nice dress for Mrs. H, and I have to get a few things for Joey from home. I just didn't want to go through her closet and I didn’t think it was a very good idea for Joey to go home right now."

Liz stopped walking and grabbed Chico's arm so he turned to face her.

"Chico, I love you! You are the most loving and compassionate man I know."

"I love you too mami, but what's all this for?"

"I just don't want to waste time. I want you to know for now, and always, that I love you with all my heart. I guess all this has taught me that you never know...And I just wanted to tell you how I feel."

"That reminds me of something Carlotta told me during our last conversation. She said that Joey was a very wanted child and that she wished she would have had more time with his father, the love of her life. I love you too, mi amor."

The young couple proceeded down the street arm in arm.

At the Hendricks home, Liz went to the master bedroom and searched the closet to find a dress for her friend to be buried in. I can't believe this, last week Carlotta and I were shopping for her baby and today I’m standing in her closet trying to find something for her to be buried in. How did this happen? Liz thought to herself in despair.

Meanwhile, in Joey's room Chico had gotten a few things together for Joey to wear and was looking around for a toy or something, anything that the little boy could have from home as security. Something from home, Chico almost laughed at the thought. This was a house for Joey, not a home. A home was somewhere a child feels loved and safe. As long as David was here this would never be a home for Joey.

Chico went to Joey's bed to see if he slept with anything that may be of comfort to him now. He remembered his teddy bear Manuel that he still kept on a shelf in his room. It had been a gift from his Mama on his second birthday.

Sure enough, in the corner nearest the wall was a little crocheted blanket of blue pink and yellow. He picked it up and placed it at the top of the bag he had packed the clothes and Joey's crayons in.

Finding Liz placing one of Carlotta's dresses and things in a bag as well, he went to her and kissed away the tears that had started to fall.

"Oh Chico she was one of my best friends, we only knew each other a short while, but still."

"I know Love I know, let's get out of here."

Chico and Liz brought the clothes to the funeral home and made the arrangements. Chico had to ask some advice on a matter as long as they were there.

"Do you think it's ok for a child to see the body of a parent? I mean Joey saw his mama just after she died at the hospital, we tried to stop him but he was adamant."

"Well I have to say it depends on the child, the nature of death and if the adults think it a good idea. In most cases I would say it helps them be better able to say good bye, to accept what has happened. It's up to the child somewhat, too. If they feel they want to, they probably need to, others are too traumatized," replied the funeral director candidly.

"Thank you for your time, if you need anything else just call I’m in the book. Ed Browns Garage or Chico Rodriquez."

Chico and Liz went back to Della's to rest. It had been a difficult day.

Chapter 30

It had been a beautifully touching service. Chico Liz, Ed, Della and Joey all came back to Della's afterward as Rosa Garcia had insisted on providing a meal for the group following the funeral.

Joey had not let go of Chico through the whole thing and was reluctant to do so even now in the familiar surroundings of Della's apartment.

"That was so thoughtful of you, Joey baby, to give your baby sister your blanket," complimented Della.

Joey could only bring himself to nod as he continued to cling to Chico for comfort.

"Honey would you like a sandwich or some of Rosa's hot dish, I'll get you a plate," offered Liz.

"I don't wanna eat anything, Liz."

"Joey, you need to eat something or you'll get sick."

"I'm gonna try some of Rosa's hot dish are you sure you don't want any?" Chico encouraged.

"No."

"Why don't you go save me a seat on the sofa, I'll be right back," said Chico to Joey.

"Ok."

Chico went to the kitchen to get something to eat.

"Chico, why don't you take him a sandwich, he needs to try and eat something and you're the only one he seems to need right now," suggested Liz.

"I’ll give it a try."

Chico went back to the couch and started eating. After a few minutes he offered Joey the sandwich from his plate.

"I can't, there's no room in there now."

"Ok, I understand what you’re going through, pal, I went through it too, maybe later?"

Joey nodded.

Santos had come over to help his Mother serve the dinner. He knew he should talk to Joey but he didn't know what to say.

"Hey Joey, how ya doing?" asked San. "Wanna go for a walk or something?"

"No I don..."

Chico interrupted him.

"Why don't you Joey, I’ll be here when you get back, I promise."

Joey looked from Chico to Santos and back again. Chico gave the little boy a gentle nudge as he spoke. "It's ok, I promise."

Outside the two friends walked in silence for a while. Santos was the first to speak.

"Ya coming back to school tomorrow?"

"I dunno."

"Are you gonna have to live with David now?"

"I dunno, I think he's still in jail."

"Joey what happened? Do they know why your Mom, you know."

"I wanna go back, Santos."

"I'm sorry Joey. I won’t talk about it no more."

The friends walked around the block and went back to Della's, nothing more was said between them, nothing needed to be.

When the boys returned to Della's apartment they were surprised to see Raul was there with his mother, she had a cake pan in her hands and was speaking to Della.

"This is such a shock, I mean right in our own neighborhood and no one knew what was going on..."

Della quieted Mrs. Gonzales when she saw the two boys approaching. Mrs. Gonzales came over to Joey. "Raul, come tell Joey what you came to say."

""I'm sorry about your Mom and I’m sorry I was so mean."

"It's ok." when Joey said no more Mrs. Gonzales added her condolences to her son's. "I'm so sorry about your Mother and her baby. God must have needed them in Heaven with him."

"Where's Chico?" Joey asked Della.

"He's in the kitchen. He and Ed are helping Liz and Rosa with the dishes."

"Ed Brown doing dishes?! I gotta see this come on guys," said Santos. He and his two friends went to the kitchen, but Raul's mother called after them.

"Raul, come on now son we have to get home."

"Ok ma I'll see ya tomorrow guys, hey uh Joey do you think we could be friends? I just thought you were taking my good friend away I'm sorry i was so mean."

"Sure I guess, thanks for coming, man. I'll see ya round."

Santos and Joey continued on to the kitchen and after seeing Mrs. Gonzales and Raul to the door. Della retreated to the kitchen as well.

"Man I can't believe Raul's mom said that to you Joey!"

"What did she say?" asked Liz.

Before Santos could answer Della came in looking quite perturbed.

"That woman! I know she means well but honestly I think her mouth works much faster than her brain, she had the nerve to tell Joey..."

"San, you wanna watch some TV? Can we Della?" Joey asked, nervously trying to get away from all the reminders that his mom was gone.

"Uh…Oh, sure thing baby." Joey and Santos went to the living room to watch TV so the grown ups could talk. Joey didn't wanna hear that again.

"Ooh sometimes my brain doesn't work as fast as my mouth either," said Della when she realized she almost spouted off in front of the boys.

"No surprise there Della, now what did the ole battleaxe say?" questioned Ed.

" She was giving that little angel in there her condolences and she had the nerve to tell him that God must have needed her in Heaven, like he doesn't need his Mama!?"

Hey everybody! Come in here!!!" hollered Santos from the other room. "Ya gotta hear this!"

'Formal charges are pending against a man for the beating death of his wife and unborn daughter tomorrow, that's the top story on our news coming up next. Stay tuned for further details.'

"Joey why don't we get your things together you can stay at my place tonight." suggested Chico as a diversion.

Joey just stood there as if transfixed by the television. Liz tried to lead him away when the news began. On the screen was a picture of Carlotta. The anchorman began his top story.

'Local factory worker David Hendricks is in jail tonight, tomorrow he will be formally charged in the beating death of his wife and the couples unborn child. Here with the story is Suzanne Magraw.'

Della turned the set off in disgust. "Those reporters are as bad as the rag magazines!"

When the group of friends turned to see how Joey was taking all he had just heard he was gone!

"He was here a minute ago, I didn't even hear him leave!" exclaimed Santos.

Jose ran and ran.

'I'll show you who the man is around here! Why do you make me punish you, I swear you don't want me to like you. You sass me boy and I’ll give you a whipping like you've never had before.'

He didn't know where he was going but he had to get away from the yelling and fighting. As he ran Jose heard David yelling at him.

Without a conscious thought about it Jose was in front of his house.

'No David don't you dare touch my son again!'

As he recalled the last few words he heard his Mama say he screamed, and, running into the yard, he grabbed a stick and proceeded to the house....

When his friends realized that Joey was gone Rosa and Santos went home. Ed offered to drive Liz home in her car and Chico took off in the truck to try and find the little boy he had come to love. He had a pretty good idea where he went, to the last place he saw his mama alive.

When Chico pulled up in front of the Hendricks house a few minutes later he couldn't believe what he was seeing!

Joey had a stick and was breaking windows out of the house!

He quickly jumped from the truck and rocketed across the lawn.

"I hate you! I hate you David, why couldn’t you like me? Mama why did you leave me? I hate you. Why did you kill her, it was me you hated, it should have been me!!"

When he came to the living room window with the newly repaired curtains Joey reared back and with the biggest swing he could muster he smashed that window as well, but he didn't stop there, he reached in through the shattered glass and tore down the curtains.

"It should have been me! It should have been me!"

His anger spent, Joey slumped to the ground landing atop the curtains.

Chico walked up to Joey and put a hand on the sobbing child's back.

"No! No more, don’t hit me anymore please!"

"Ssh ssh, it's ok Joey, it's me Chico, no ones going to hit you. Let's go to the garage ok?"

Chico picked him up and carried him to the truck, which was still running, he left it in such a hurry he had neglected to turn off the engine.

When Chico carried Joey into the garage he found Ed and Della and Liz all waiting there.

"He's ok. He went to the house, I thought Ed gave you a ride home?" he asked Liz in a surprised tone.

"Chico, you didn't really think I could go home not knowing where Joey was, do you?"

"I guess not, I’m glad you’re here though. Wanna help me get him ready for bed and I’ll tell you all about it when he's asleep."

"I think he's already asleep Chico," said Liz.

Sure enough, Joey had fallen asleep in his arms on the way in the garage, his breathing was still wracked with sobs much like that difficult night when his Mama died.

Chico and Liz got Joey settled in bed and went to the garage.

"Guys I couldn't believe it, I mean he's such a little guy and you should have seen him. He had this big stick and when I got to his house, I thought that's where he went since that was the last place he saw his Mama. Anyway, when I got there he was breaking windows with the stick! He was yelling, and when he got to the window in the living room he busted that too and reached in and ripped the curtains down!"

"Grief and anger can make a person do things they normally wouldn't do. That poor boy has been through so much these few days, and who knows how long before we met him, he just had to let it out," said Ed, speaking from experience. "When my Margaret left me, I ripped all the pages out of her favorite books and I didn't stop until I got to her Bible. In fact I might not have stopped at that one either, except that Sharon yelled and yelled at me to stop. When I realized what I was doing I just cried, I didn't think I’d ever stop. Thank God I had Sharon or I think I would have lost my mind altogether."

Della was about to say something but thought better of it, but not before Ed noticed.

"You shut up Della!"

On that somewhat cheerier note the friends bid goodnight to one another, Chico offered to give Liz a ride home but she felt it would be better if he stayed near Joey. Chico watched Liz drive away and returned to his apartment.

The next day was business as usual at the garage and Chico and Ed were already at work when a woman Chico thought he recognized drove into the garage.

"Good morning, may I help you?"

The woman looked at Chico in utter surprise. What she said totally confused the young mechanic.

"You, you're here? I thought they said on the news last night that you were in jail!"

"Me? No I work here man, I mean Ma’am. You must have me confused with someone else."

"Chico what did you do that this lady thinks you should be in jail?!"

"Nothing Ed, I swear."

"I was watching the news and I heard that, I-mean I'm aren't you David Hendricks?"

"Madre de Dios! No way!" as Chico exclaimed it dawned on him why this woman looked so familiar to him.

"I've seen you before somewhere haven't I?" he inquired.

"Yes at school a couple months ago, I am your…I mean I am Jose Martine's teacher, Miss Birch. Didn't you come to the school to pick him up for fighting? You said you were his father."

"No, I think you assumed I was his father, I just thought at the time it would be better if I didn't correct the idea, although talking to you now I wish I had," corrected Chico defensively.

"Oh forgive my rudeness, I was just taken aback after what I heard."

"No apologies necessary. I didn't correct your thinking then, so there’s no reason you should have thought otherwise now."

"Well again, my apologies to you, how much do I owe you?"

"$7.00 dollars please."

Camille Birch paid the young mechanic and left the garage.

Ed cornered Chico when Miss. Birch had left the garage. "You mean to tell me that she thought you were Mr. Hendricks?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Why on God's earth would she think you were Mr. Hendricks?"

"I dunno, I guess it's because she thought I was the day I went to the school to pick Joey up when they called here, remember?"

"Yeah so?"

"Well when I went to the school Miss. Birch and the principal assumed I was David and I didn't correct them because I thought if they found out I wasn't they wouldn't let Joey leave with me. I didn't want to take the chance on the school calling David in."

"I hope you’re not getting yourself into some trouble here," warned Ed. "I'd hate for you to get hurt, cause it's so hard to find good help these days."

"I'm no help."

"You can say that again."

"I'm no help."

"Shut up you, go back to work."

Later in the afternoon, Joey was sitting at the workbench sorting nuts and bolts for Ed when a Green station wagon pulled into the garage.

Chico who had been in the office taking a call came in just as a very prim looking lady got out of the car.

"Excuse me, but I was told by a Mr. Louie Wilson that you have Jose Eduardo Martine staying with you, is that true?"

"Yes ma’am, he's right over there," pointing to Joey as he spoke. "What can I do for you?" Asked Chico.

"Well I'm Miss Greene, from the California Social Services office."

"Yes, well how can I help you?" Chico questioned again somewhat nervously.

"As I said, I'm from Social Services, sometime back our office investigated suspicions of abuse in Jose's home setting, although no charges were filed. In light of what has transpired I've come to take Jose into Social Services custody until such time as a relative or foster family can be found."

Chapter 31

"What?" said Chico.

"I'm here to pick up Jose Martine. He is to be placed in the custody of California social services until a foster family can be found," replied Miss Greene matter of factly.

" I don't understand, why can't he stay here with us? I mean, the poor kid's been through enough," pleaded Chico.

Upon hearing the news Jose, who had not spoken a word since he woke up, ran for the safety of Chico's apartment and slammed the door.

"What are you talking about? Joey can stay here as long as he needs a place, who did you say called you, Louie Wilson?" questioned Ed angrily. "Why that dirty trader!"

No, Mr. Brown. Dr. Stone originally called us with an initial concern when Jose was brought to the emergency room some time ago with a broken arm. Upon hearing of the tragedy surrounding Jose's family the State has decided to take Jose into custody until he can be placed in a licensed foster home. Mr. Wilson only directed us on where to find your establishment," responded Miss Greene, somewhat taken aback by Ed's tone and attitude.

"Well we, Ed and I, are the only family Jose has known these last few days, couldn't he stay here with us?" implored Chico.

"Here? In a garage with you two? That's a very kind gesture, but we cannot allow a little boy to be raised in, in, forgive me for being so blunt, but we cannot allow such a young and impressionable child to be raised in such unkempt surroundings especially with no, shall we say, motherly care? Are either you or Mr. Brown married, Mr. Rodriguez?"

"No ma'am, but Della Rogers, she's our good friend, lives right next door and she is over here regularly I can promise I-I mean we would give Jose the best possible care, we have already taken care of him on several occasions," offered Chico hopefully.

"I'm sorry but that is just not possible, now if you'll excuse me I really must take the boy and be on my way. We possibly have a family lined up to take him already, and they are expecting us."

"Just a cotton pickin minute here!" yelled Ed as he came over to Miss Greene. "You mean to tell me that just because there is no woman in this garage you are going to take a poor kid away from the only people he knows just after he lost his mother?!"

"Mr. Brown it's not only that, but it's the garage, you can't..."

Ed cut her off.

"What's the matter with our garage? It's a respectable bill paying business, the kid can learn an honest trade besides being raised by people who care about him."

"That's right Miss Greene, Ed took me in when I needed a place, coarse I was older, but he taught me a trade and gave me a place. It takes more than four walls and a roof to make a home, Miss Greene, it takes love, respect and a measure of discipline, and Jose would have all that and more here."

"That's true and it's all very touching as well but I'm afraid we have our rules and we must abide by them. Please either go get the child or I will be back with a court order."

Chico reluctantly went to retrieve Joey from his apartment. He hated to do it but he thought it would be far less traumatic for the boy if the authorities were not involved. He knocked on the door.

"Joey it's me Chico. Please open the door pal."

The door to the apartment opened slowly, when Joey saw Miss Greene he tried to shut the door again. Chico braced the door with his arm so it would stay open.

"Hey pal, this is Miss Greene. She needs you to go with her for a while ok?"

Joey shook his head no in reply.

Chico knelt down to speak to his friend.

"I know this is scary pal, I don't want you to go, you know that don't you?"

Joey nodded in the affirmative.

"Well Miss Greene found a place for you, and maybe we can come and visit you."

Joey hugged Chico tightly, afraid of letting go.

"Ok Joey, you go with Miss Greene for now and I promise I'll come visit you as soon as I can. Ok?"

Joey nodded but still clung to Chico so Chico stood up and carried Joey to the waiting car.

A black car, just like the car David was driving when I first met this little one, thought Chico as he set Joey down in the back seat and put his seatbelt on for him. "Oh just a minute," said Chico and he turned and went to his apartment. A few minutes later he emerged with Jose's suitcase.

Ed was backing out of the rear of the car after having said a reluctant goodbye to the little boy he had come to love as a grandchild.

Chico watched him brush away a tear before it could escape down his withered cheek.

"Here you go Joey, we almost forgot your things," Chico said as he ducked into the backseat to say goodbye. "Joey I meant it before when I said I'd come visit, as soon as they'll let me, I promise. Ok?"

Jose only nodded. Chico was becoming more concerned about the boy's silence. He hoped they would keep an eye on that, wherever he went.

"I love you Joey," said Chico as he hugged the boy close. Although Joey said nothing, Chico could feel him nodding his head, as well as tears being soaked into his work shirt.

Chico was unable to stop the flow of his own tears by now and he looked to the child as he allowed the tears to fall down his bronze cheeks unashamedly.

"I love you pal, and don't you forget it."

Joey reached up and brushed a tear from his friend's face and smiled.

They hugged once more before Chico exited the car, and he and Ed waved as a big part of their lives left in a long black car.

It had been two weeks since Jose left the garage the last time and the atmosphere felt the loss.

Ed had begun drinking more, and Chico, he was, to say the least a lot quieter. He had turned down several opportunities to go out with friends in the last two weeks, even Liz, who once she got over her anger at Chico for letting them take Joey without a fight, had been unable to coax Chico out to face the world.

Della who was away at a catering job when Jose left was equally sad, as she too loved the little boy.

She had contacted her lawyer friend who had advised her about her concerns of suspected abuse, to see if there were any way they could get Jose back, but to no avail.

The lawyer said that with no known living relatives Jose had become a ward of the State of California and as such, Social Services was within it's right to take the boy from them.

Louie felt just as bad. When he gave Miss Greene directions to the garage, he was under the impression that they were going to ask Chico to raise the boy, not take him away, so Louie was blaming himself that everyone was so sad.

So it was a sad little group that sat down to supper one night after another day with no word from Joey about his new home, or Social Services with word on when they could visit.

"Gosh fellas, I feel so bad. If only I had lied and told her you moved, maybe that Miss Greene lady woulda left you's all alone." said Louie apologetically.

"No, Louie, it's not your fault. I just thought Joey would stay with us, no questions asked, no problem. But I guess the State sees things differently than we do," said Chico.

"Yeah Louie, and I'm sorry too," said Ed. "When that old bag said that you told her where we were, I was all set to come and break a bottle over your black bald head," admitted Ed. "I'm sorry Louie, it's not your fault--it's that pea brain David Hendricks fault, I hope they give him the electric chair!" bellowed Ed.

"Wherever he is, we can rest assured that he's better off there than he was with David, that should be of some comfort," Della encouraged her friends.

"I guess you're right Della, but I am worried that he's not talking, I hope they let us know how he's doing," Chico conceded.

"Well I think we should just believe that wherever he is, he's safe and having fun in his new surroundings," said Liz, although truthfully, that thought didn't bring her much cheer either.

Had the little group of friends known that on the other end of town, in a nice warm bed, a little boy was crying himself to sleep again, wishing for his friends, they would have been even sadder.

Chapter 32

The Elliot family was having a difficult time as well. They had opened their home to many needy children in the past and would continue to do so, but their newest charge was not making things very easy for them.

They had Charlotte Regan, whom they adopted as their own. She came to live with the Elliot's after she recovered from injuries she suffered when her father accidentally backed over her with the car. He had been drinking at the time and felt he could no longer care for her since his wife passed away and willingly signed the consent forms for the adoption.

Stevie Markus was sold by his mother for money for a crack fix, from which she overdosed. He was 5 at the time. Now 7, he has been with the Elliot's ever since he was found sleeping on the steps of the first Presbyterian Church. Stevie would be leaving in a few weeks to live with his new family. He was being adopted by a loving couple from Indiana.

And the most recent addition to their family was Jose Martine.

He had not spoken a word to anyone in the two weeks he had been with them, nor would he eat much if at all.

This was in deed a puzzle to the foster family who had always won over the hearts of children in the past. They were discussing this very thing one evening after the kids were in bed.

"I'm worried about Jose. He's such a little boy for his age anyway, and now he doesn't eat," said Lynnae with concern.

"Well I don't object to having taken him in but I do wish they would have told us he was mute, we may have been able to prepare ourselves and the children somewhat," explained Joshua Elliot.

"Not being able to communicate with him makes it that much harder for all of us."

Upstairs Jose was still awake. It was hard for him to sleep, he kept thinking about his Mama, and his friends at the garage and how much he missed all of them. He soon fell asleep with tears streaming down his face.

Lynnae and Josh Elliot had decided to turn in early and as was their nightly custom, they checked on all the children before going to bed.

When they got to the room that Stevie and Jose shared, Stevie had kicked his covers off again and as Josh covered him up again Lynnae went over to Jose and arranged the covers more securely around him. When she touched him, what happened next scared her almost as much as it did the little boy.

Jose jumped up and out of bed screaming. When Lynnae tried to comfort him he ran and hid in the corner.

"It's ok Jose, your safe here no one is going to hurt you," comforted Mrs. Elliot. "Here, let me help you back to bed," as she reached out to help him he pulled away.

"Ok son," said Josh, "We'll leave you alone. You go on to bed when you're ready. Good night."

Josh and Lynnae went to help Stevie get settled in bed again after the startling wake up call he had just gotten, and went to their own room.

"I think I'll talk to Miss Greene tomorrow and see if she can give us anymore information about Jose. He can't continue on like this and neither can we. We have to find a way to help him," said Lynnae.

As soon as the children were off to school Lynnae called Miss Greene about Jose.

'California Social Services how may I help you? Oh hi, Lynnae, how are you and Josh getting along with all the little ones?"

"Well, actually, that's why I'm calling. Josh and I have been very concerned with Jose Martine. You never told us he was mute, that alone has been difficult but he refuses to eat and won't allow any one to touch him. Please don't misunderstand me, we are by no means ready to give up I was just wondering if you could give us anymore background information about him that might help us?"

"We are willing to try anything at this point. He is such a precious little boy. There has to be a way to get through to him."

After hanging up with Miss Greene Lynnae immediately dialed the number that her friend had given her. Please God let this be the answer. The phone rang twice.

"Ed Brown's Garage. Brown here, whatdya want?"

"Chico, some lady on the phone wants to talk to you! Hang on a second, he's picking up the other line." When Ed heard Chico pick up the phone in the garage area he hung up the office phone and poured himself a drink.

"Ed! Ed!" Chico shouted a few minutes later.

"What are you yelling about, did you drop a hammer on your foot?"

"No Ed, listen to this. That was a Mrs. Elliot on the phone, she and her husband are Jose's foster family."

"Bully for her. She better be good to the kid," said Ed sharply.

"Aw Ed be nice, it's not her fault they wouldn't let Jose stay with us. Are you gonna let me tell ya or not?"

"So tell me, I'm not getting any younger standing here waiting."

"I guess Jose is having some adjustment troubles in his new home and Mrs. Elliot would like to meet with me to see if I can help them get through to Jose."

"So are you gonna go?"

"Sure I'm going. I promised Jose I would always be there to help him and I will."

"When does she want to see you?"

"If you don't mind I told her I could meet her at Anita's Diner for lunch this afternoon."

"Well let me know how it goes and ask that lady to say hi to the kid from old Ed, ok."

"Sure thing Ed, thanks," said Chico.

Chico was on pins and needles all afternoon with concern for Joey.

He missed the boy but he did want everything to work out in his new setting so that he would finally have a place to call home.

At 11:00am Chico went to his apartment to get ready to meet Mrs. Elliot for lunch.

Mrs. Elliot was the first to arrive at the diner and she sat at a small corner table and browsed through a menu as she waited for Mr. Rodriguez.

A few moments later Chico arrived at the diner and seeing a tall blonde woman alone at a table he assumed her to be Mrs. Elliot.

"Excuse me, are you Mrs. Elliot?" Chico inquired politely.

"Yes I am and you must be Mr. Rodriguez," she replied as she attempted to stand.

"Oh no, please sit, and call me Chico." Chico took the empty chair opposite the lady.

"You said you think I may be able to help you with Jose?" started Chico, eager to get to the point.

"Yes. Miss Greene told me that you perhaps know more about Jose than anyone else does right now, and I was wondering if you could help us, help him?"

Anita the waitress came and poured coffee as she spoke. "What'll it be today?"

"I'll have a chicken fillet sandwich, and just coffee to drink, thank you," said Lynnae.

"I'll have a cheese burger and french fries and a lemonade, Anita, thanks, oh and give me the bill," said Chico.

"That's very kind of you Chico, and please call me Lynnae."

"I'll do anything I can to help you. I love that kid."

"Jose isn't related to you, is he?"

"No. We met about 6 months ago, and have been friends ever since."

"I understand that Jose's mother died after giving birth to a premature infant. Is that right?"

"Yes. Her husband, Jose's stepfather, is in jail awaiting trial for her death. They fought and the injuries she received brought on a premature labor."

"I see. Tell me, did his stepfather beat the boy?"

"Yes, yes he did, though I never saw him hit the boy, I saw the evidence he left behind. And in talking to Jose he told me what happened."

Anita came with their food and laid the ticket next to Chico's plate.

"Jose told you what happened?"

"Yeah we are friends. I'm glad he felt he could trust me. I looked into trying to get help for him and his mother but the lawyer my friend talked to said that unless Jose or his mother would testify the only way to really stop it was if someone saw the abuse. I feel like I've let him down, if I could have helped him maybe he and his mom would be safe in a home somewhere."

"You said Jose talked to you, he is not mute then?"

"Mute? No he talks very well and have you seen him draw? He loves to draw. What made you think he was mute?"

"Well he has not spoken since he came to us and since Miss Greene didn't have much information on him I assumed he couldn't speak.

Although when I called Miss Greene this morning she was surprised that I thought he was mute as she had talked to him before."

"He still hasn't talked?!" questioned Chico in surprise. "When he left my home two weeks ago he had not spoken all that day there either but he had just been traumatized so I didn't give it too much thought."

"Can you tell me anything surrounding his mother's death?"

"Well apparently they had been fighting because Carlotta was trying to stop her husband from hurting Jose again. Jose's stepfather threw the boy out of the house, and that's when he came to our garage, Ed Brown and I are business partners. By the time we got to Jose's house the authorities had been called and Carlotta was being taken to the hospital."

"And she died soon after?"

"Yes she hemorrhaged I guess. I took Jose home with me and made all the necessary arrangements for the services and such. Jose was with me until the day after the funeral when Miss Greene came and took him away."

"You said also that Jose does talk, when did you first notice that he was no longer speaking? That may help us to know why he stopped and how we can help him get through this," explained Lynnae.

"After the funeral we were over to my neighbor and friend Della Rogers house. Jose and a friend were watching television while we helped Della clean the kitchen, when a news report on his mother's death came on TV. Jose stood there as if he were glued to the set and when it was over we realized that he left. I found him a few minutes later outside of his house, he had a big stick in his hand and was breaking windows and yelling it should have been me I'm the one you hated. I took him home and he was there as I said until Miss Greene came, and I never heard him say another word after that night."

"That poor baby! It must have been very hard to hear about his mother like that. I'm glad you were there for him. May I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"It's obvious you love the boy, and if he had been staying with you why didn't you keep him?"

"I just assumed I would. With no known relatives I just figured he could stay with me indefinitely but the state had other ideas, I mean it came as a shock to all of us when Miss Greene came into the garage and said she was taking Joey. Something about our living in a garage, I do have a nice apartment and Jose has always been comfortable and happy there before. And also no woman I guess for that motherly touch, but i do have a wonderful girlfriend who also loves Jose and being a nurse is quite capable of caring for him. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be babbling off like this, I'm sure Jose will be very happy with you."

"Yes I hope so, my husband and I fell in love with him immediately.

I know that Miss Greene means well but sometimes I think she goes too much by the book and doesn't take the needs of the child into consideration. Say, I don't know if this is against the rules or not but tomorrow being Saturday would you be able to come and spend some time with Jose tomorrow?"

"What time?!"

"10:00 am?"

"I can be there at 9:00!"

"Great! That little boy has lost so much lately I think it would do him a world of good if he knew that we are not trying to take everyone away from him. Maybe he will open up to us a little more if he knows we only want him to be safe and happy. I'll expect you about 9:00 then, I won't say anything in case something comes up and you can't make it."

"Oh I'll make it but if you would keep it a secret anyway, I'd like to surprise him, and thank you so much."

They finished up their meal, Chico paid the bill, and they left to their perspective destinations.

Chico could hardly wait to get back to the garage and tell Ed the good news, tomorrow was going to be a wonderful day!

Chapter 33

Chico could hardly wait for morning when he would be able to see Joey again. He figured he would miss the little boy after he left but he didn't realize how much.

He was given direct orders to greet the boy from Ed, and a bag of Joey's favorite sugar cookies from Della. He had everything ready so he could take off at 9:00 am sharp, and he went to bed.

As she had promised Lynnae didn't say a word to Jose about his friends visit today. I just hope this helps him some, she thought to herself as she was weeding her flowerbed. Working with flowers had become a source of relaxation for her when she felt she needed some time to herself. She could still be outside among the children but it was her garden, her serenity in a stressful world.

Charlotte, or Charlie as she preferred to be called, was reading a book under a nearby shade tree, while Stevie and Jose were building a sand castle in the sandbox.

Lynnae felt a glimmer of hope at the sight of "her boys" playing together. Jose still had not spoken a word but he was at least making friends. If there was one thing that Lynnae and Josh had learned over the years of working with children, it was that children don't need to talk to one another to communicate.

At exactly 9:00 am Chico rounded the corner in Ed's truck and pulled to a stop in front of the Elliot's home. As if he sensed his friend's presence, Jose looked up from his castle in the sandbox, when he saw his best friend he jumped out of the box and took off at a full run.

Chico knelt down and scooped the boy up into a big bear hug. "How are you pal? God, how we've missed you."

"Yo echar de menos tu demasiado Chico."

"Well you can speak, you were just holding out on us," joked Lynnae.

Chico set Jose down but before he had the chance to greet Mrs. Elliot properly Jose was pulling him off in the direction of the truck.

"Whoa pal, where are you going? I just got here."

Jose stopped and looked at Chico in confusion.

"Do tu como'eso mi domicilio su casa?"

Chico once again knelt down beside Joey. "I can't pal, I just came for a visit, to see how you were getting along." Turning to Mrs. Elliot Chico felt he should explain. "Jose thinks I've come to take him home with me."

"I'm sorry Chico, perhaps we were mistaken in surprising him. It never dawned on me that he would want to go home with you. We've not had a situation quite like this one before and I never thought he would think you were taking him with you."

"Perhaps I should go and come back another time when he is a little more settled here?" suggested Chico apologetically.

"No aim lo siento por favor estancia." Jose grabbed on to Chico and wouldn't let him leave.

"Well I guess you have your answer, Jose why don't you show your room to your friend?"

Jose gave Chico the grand tour and they went back outside to meet the other kids living there.

Under the maple tree Charlie was still reading her mystery when Jose introduced them. "Charlie, this is my amigo Chico, Chico this is Charlie."

Charlie offered her hand to Chico to shake. "Actually my name is Charlotte but the only people who call me that are my doctors. Nice to meet you, anyone that can get the pipsqueak here to talk ain't all bad."

"Stevie don't you dare squirt me with that hose. I may be in a chair but I can run you down and don't think I won't!" yelled Charlotte. "Come on over here and meet someone."

A little boy with red hair and the bluest eyes Chico had ever seen approached them.

"Chico this is Stevie, he's being adopted in a couple of days, Stevie this is my friend Chico."

"Hi nice to meet ya," said Stevie."

"Nice to meet you too, and you too Charlie."

Chico and Jose went to the porch and sat in the swing to talk.

"How's everything at ho…uh, your house?" asked Jose.

"Good but we all miss you, you know we didn't want you to leave us don't you?"

"Yeah that's what you say, I uh mean said."

"Joey I'm not just saying it. We all thought you would just be staying with us, we never dreamt Social Services would interfere. Oh I almost forgot, Della sent some of your favorite cookies with me and if I forget to give them to you she'll clean my clock."

Chico hurried to the truck to grab the bag of cookies before he forgot them again.

"Ed says hi. Joey I wish you'd believe me, I only wanted to help you I never meant to hurt you."

"I believe you, it's just..."

"Just what pal, you can tell me."

"Do you think when David gets out of jail, I could stay with him?"

That was the last question Chico ever expected to hear from Joey after all he had been through at the hands of his stepfather.

"Whoa pal, I don't know when or if your stepdad will get out of jail. If he does why would you want to stay with him?" Chico asked in an injured tone.

"Well then I wouldn't have to stay here anymore."

"This is a nice place isn't it? They aren't mean to you are they?"

"No it's just if I..."

"If you what?" Chico prompted.

"If I lived with David, I could still stay with you sometimes and you wouldn't be stuck with me all the time, it would be almost like Mama was alive."

Chico picked Joey up and set him on the edge of the porch railing so he could look him right in the eye as he spoke to the boy. "Now you listen to me young man! I love you and I do not now or will I ever consider myself to be stuck with you. I would be proud to have you for a son whether you were born to me or not. You have a wonderful new family here who loves you and wants you to be happy. I would love nothing more than to hop back in that truck and take you home with me for good but the state says I can't.

Mrs. Elliot came to me because she was worried about you and wants you to be happy.

I'm sure I'll be able to come back if you ever want or need me to, and maybe you can come to the garage for visits and weekends, but I will never let you go back with that man for any reason. If I ever hear you talk like that again, I- I'll put you over my knee and spank your behind," aid Chico as showed Joey the palm of his hand. "Is that clear?" said Chico with way more anger in his voice than he actually felt.

"Y-You love me?" Joey asked in surprise.

"Of course I do pal."

"I love you too Chico, I'm sorry about what I said, you sounded just like my Mama when she said I needed a spanking."

"What say we go ask Mrs. Elliot if I can take you to the garage for a visit and out for some lunch, would you like that?"

"Can we? I miss Ed and Della too. I promise I'll be good."

"Can we what?" asked Lynnae as she stepped out onto the porch.

Jose was quiet as he stood there waiting for Chico to ask his foster mother's permission.

"No way bud, you wanna go you have to ask her," Chico informed him.

"Mrs. Elliot? Can I go with Chico to the garage and out to lunch?"

"Well I don't see why not, you go on and have a good time."

"Yea thanks!"

Before she could say more, Joey was off and running.

"Chico, I couldn't help but overhear what you said to Jose."

"I-I'm sorry I was out of line, after what he's been through the last thing he needs is a spanking, I was just saying what my Mama and Aunt Connie used to tell me."

"Chico, I want to tell you something. I've been doing foster care for 15 years now, and in that time I've seen a lot of things I wish I didn't. Parents who neglect their children, and parents who abuse their children, I happen to be a firm believer that there is a vast difference between a spanking on the bottom for misbehavior, and being burned with a fireplace poker. I also believe at times and places a spanking is appropriate. Mind you, that is my opinion and as a licensed foster parent we are not allowed to spank, but I know you love that boy, I can see it in your face and hear it in your voice as you were setting him straight just now. I know you would never do anything to hurt him and if it were up to me, I'd go get his suitcase now and tell you to take your boy home. You are welcome here anytime and as often as you like."

'HONK' sounded the horn from the truck.

"Come on Chico let's go!"

"I'm being paged, what time should I bring him home?"

"Anytime, I know he's safe with you. Go on now, and have a good time!"

As they had in times past Chico and Joey rode together talking and laughing as they went, and before too long they were parked in front of Ed's garage. Chico had barely stopped the truck when Joey eagerly jumped out and ran into the garage.

"Ed! Ed! Are you here?"

"What in the blue blazes is all the ye..!"

Ed stopped short in stunned silence. "Well, look who came back."

"Chico brought me, I can't stay for keeps but I can visit. I missed you Ed."

Joey ran up to Ed and threw his arms around the old man's waist and hugged him tightly.

"Here here, now you're still my ace mechanic aren't you?"

"Sure."

"Well why don't you go over to the workbench and find me a wrench," said Ed.

"Ok." Ed turned to wipe a tear from his eye before anyone could see him but Chico, who had just parked the truck and was entering the garage noticed Ed putting his handkerchief in his pocket.

"It's great to have him back, even for a visit isn't Ed?"

"Sure it is if you like a pest under foot all the time, coarse I got used to you I can get used to anything."

"Yeah right Ed, I saw you cryin, hey we got the kid for the afternoon you wanna close up and go for lunch with us?"

"I'd like to Chico but I have Mrs. Smythe the 3rd coming in to have a muffler installed, I'd install it for free if I could put it on her mouth."

"Ed, I could die from some of the things you say," laughed Chico.

"Here ya go Ed, here's your wrench, now what can I do?"

"Nothing just now, where are you going for lunch guys?"

"I don't know. Joey what are you hungry for?"

"PIZZA!"

"Sounds good to me, why don't I go over to Mama Jacopy's and pick up a couple with the works that way we can all have lunch together and maybe Louie and Della will join us too," suggested Chico.

"Hey great! Could I..."

"Could you what?" Chico wondered.

"Aw nothin."

"Joey, what were you going to say? It's ok."

"Well I was just gonna ask if-if I could see if Santos could come over too."

"That's a great idea. Go on and hopefully by the time you get back with San the pizza will be here."

"Be right back, you guys are the best!"

Joey ran to get his best friend. He hadn't seen him in a few weeks, ever since he was placed in foster care, his old school was too far to drive so he had to transfer.

Rosa greeted the boy at the door with a big bear hug. Joey thought he would pass out before she finally let go of him.

"Oh we have missed you. How are you doing? I miss your Mama so she and I talked so often... Oh listen to me, forgive the way I ramble on, the memories must still be so raw for you and here I go opening them up again. Santos! Come see who came to see you."

Santos came from the family room and when he saw Jose he practically tackled him to the floor.

"Hey man what ya brings you here?"

"You Amigo, I came to see if you wanna come over to the garage for pizza with everybody."

"Cool! Are you living with Chico and Ed again? Yes!"

"No. I can't stay for keeps, I live with the Elliot's now but they say I can come and visit."

"Hey Mama, can I go over to Chico and Ed's for Pizza with Joey?"

"I suppose, mind your manners."

As they were making their way down the street to the garage Santos asked, "Aw man why can't you stay with Chico and Ed? You know them they know you, and you could come back to school?"

"I don't know."

"Well did you ask Chico? I mean maybe if he knows you want to stay with him they'll let you."

"I don't think so, when Chico came to see me today I thought he was coming to get me, but he said he just came to visit. He says he wants me to stay but I think he might be glad I can just visit."

"Why do ya say that? Chico wouldn't lie."

"I know but I mean, when I stayed with him before I know I got in the way with him and Liz, now this way we can visit but when he wants to do something he just drops me off again."

"Where did you hear all that bunk from?"

"That's what Stevie says, this is his third foster home and he says every time he got in the way they would ship him off again."

"Yeah that maybe but Chico's not like that, Ed maybe, but not Chico. I think you ought to ask him if you can live with him."

"I-I don't know, what if he said no."

"I'm tellin ya man he won't. He likes ya."

As the boys talked and laughed as they went, neither one realized that the street they were on would take them right past Joey's old house.

"Hey Joey I sold $25.00 worth of cans last week, I shoulda gave you your half, I'm sorry."

"That's not my money San, you collected the cans it's yo..."

When Joey didn't finish what he was saying his friend looked at him with concern.

"What's up?"

Joey said nothing, he just stood there staring ahead. When Santos looked where Joey was looking he realized why his friend was so quiet, just up the street was his house. What Joey saw made him shake with fear. There was David, carrying boxes of things out of the house!

Chapter 34

Joey and Santos took off for the garage, still two blocks away, as fast as they could go. Joey looked back from time to time to see if David was chasing him, he wasn't.

"Maybe he didn't see us," suggested Santos hopefully.

"I hope not, come on let's go."

A few minutes later the boys were running into the garage. The pizza had arrived and Della was now there setting out plates and napkins. The boys were still out of breath from their run had doubled over to try and catch their breath.

"Well hello baby! Come and give Aunt Della some lovin." She came over and grabbed Joey and Santos in a big bear hug before either of them had a chance to move.

"My goodness you guys look exhausted, where did you run from the ritzy neighborhood?"

"Well we sa.." Joey cut Santos off before he had a chance to tell them all about seeing David, he didn't want anything to spoil this special afternoon.

"I won San. We were just racing from his house."

"Well no wonder you're tired," exclaimed Della.

"Ok everyone, pizza's here let's eat!" announced Chico.

They all dug in and ate pizza, joking and laughing as they did, it was almost as if the last month had never happened. That changed a few moments later when David barged into the garage.

"There you are! I thought I'd find you here. Here's your junk. I sold the house for bail money thanks to you, you've ruined my..."

David had taken everyone by surprise that he came right up to Joey before anyone had time to make a move. He was about to pick Joey up by the front of his t-shirt when Chico stepped between David and the frightened boy.

"You will not lay a hand on that boy ever again!" Chico yelled at David.

"Who are you to tell me what to do you, you spic!" David reared back and spat in Chico's face. He stood there a moment while he wiped his face with the napkin he had. After he put the napkin on the table he looked at David and said. "Maybe we should talk about this outside."

"I'll take you outside alright, and teach you to mind your own business!" yelled David as he tried to grab Chico's shirt and drag him outside.

Chico waved David's hand away from him and cleared the way so they could go outside saying, "This is our garage and what happens here is my business, now we are going outside," firmly but calmly.

"Chico don't go out there with him his crazy," said Ed.

Chico and David were outside and soon everyone else came to stand in the doorway to see what would happen.

"I won't allow you or anyone else to hurt that child again."

"You won't allow it huh? Well, he's got that comin and a whole lot worse, he ruined my family. He kil-"

Chico cut him off. "He ruined your family, wasn't it you who beat them? Wasn't you who beat your wife so badly she had the baby too soon?"

"Well that rotten kid he was always asking for a beating. That kid, I swear he wanted me to hate him. Dumb kid never could do nothin 'cept sit and draw. It's his fault, if he woulda stayed home grounded like he was s'posed to instead of being with you and your, your friends I wouldn't have had to whip he like I did, he wouldn' have made me mad and.."

"See there you just proved my point. You were mad. When your mad you hurt people and this time you went way too far. You were mad. You beat your wife. and now she and your daughter are dead. You did it, not Joey, all he ever wanted was for all of you to be a family. It's your fault, not a 6 year olds."

Upon hearing those accusing words from Chico, David snapped and tried to punch Chico. "Why you dirty son of a bitch!" yelled David as he swung on Chico.

Chico ducked the punch and David staggered toward the garage.

In the alley near the garage lay a big board, David picked up the board and turned on Chico once again.

"So you think you have all the answers huh? Well answer this you dirty spic!" he brought the board down intending to hit Chico in the head but he staggered and the board caught Chico on the arm. Pain seared through Chico's arm and he slumped to the ground. As he lay there David brought the board up above his head and hit Chico in the rib cage.

"No stop it! Don't hurt him!" Joey yelled. He ran to Chico's side and lay across his friend so he wouldn't be hit again.

"You didn't have to do this. I wasn't gonna make any trouble for you. I was just walking by. All this time I thought it was my fault that you hated me. That I had done something to make you hate me, but look at Chico, all he did was try and talk to you and look what you did! You killed my mama and my sister and now you've probably killed Chico too! I hate you! You are the good for nothing one, you feel tough cause you hurt people, how tough is it to hit a kid and to hit an unarmed person with a board. I hate you! I wish you had died not my mama!"

Joey lay his head on Chico's chest crying, "Please don't die Chico I love you. I need you."

Della had called the police when David and Chico first stepped outside, so as a result sirens could be heard nearing the garage.

David seeing Chico lying on the ground, and hearing the sirens took off down the street. I am not going back to jail for the likes of those two!

"Look at the coward go!" yelled Louie. He wanted to make sure David heard him.

Ed joined Joey on the ground beside Chico trying to keep him as comfortable as possible.

Chico opened his eyes and looked at Ed and then Joey. "Hey pal, you ok?" Chico questioned weakly.

"Yeah Chico I'm fine, I'm so sorry this happened, please don't die."

"Hey buddy-I-I'm fine don't worry. He was over come with coughing and the pain he felt as a result made him pass out. Joey began to cry again.

A few moments later the police and paramedics pulled up in front of the garage. The paramedics loaded Chico into the ambulance, and the officers took statements from Della and Louie about what happened and Louie made sure to tell them that the dirty coward took off after the fight.

"He may be at Rudy's bar down the street, or back at the house he shared with his family. She also filled them in on where David had worked until recently, giving them some places to start their search.

Della told Ed she would take Santos home and call the Elliot's to let them know what happened. Meanwhile Ed and Joey got in the truck and headed to the hospital.

"Ed, Chico's not gonna die is he?" Joey asked.

"Don't even think like that, Chico is a tough guy he'll be fine," Ed scolded sternly.

Della dropped Santos off at his house and returned to the garage to make her call to the Elliot's. I think I'll call Reverend Bemis too. He should know about this.

Charlie and Lynnae were finishing up the dishes after lunch when the phone rang.

"Mom it's for you, a Della Rogers."

"Hello? This is Lynnae."

"Oh hello, is there a problem?"

'He's ok isn't he? We never heard of his release. Usually when a foster child's parent is released from jail, even temporarily, the foster family is always notified."

"I'll be there as soon as I can, I hope he will be alright. And thank you for calling."

"Charlie that was a friend of Jose's calling, Jose's stepfather beat Chico up this afternoon. I have to go pick Jose up at the hospital. Can you watch Stevie for me, and please tell your Father about it when he comes. I love you, sweetie."

"Sure mom. I love you too."

Ed and Joey had been sitting in the emergency room for about 20 minutes when Mrs. Elliot arrived, she was ver concerned about what had happened, and was eager to find out if everyone was all right.

"Jose, how are you? Are you hurt?"

"No ma'am but Chico, he's hurt bad."

Turning to Ed she said, "Hello, my name is Lynnae Elliot. My husband Josh and I are Jose's foster parents, and you must be?"

"Oh forgive me, my mind is on Chico. My name is Ed Brown. I own the garage where Chico works, he's been like a son to me."

"Well it's nice to meet you, although I'm sorry that it has to be under these circumstances. Do you know what happened? I mean, I thought they were going to spend the day together. How could this happen?"

"We, Chico, Joey, his friend Santos, Louie and Della were all going to have pizza together in the garage. To celebrate Joey coming back." Ed put his arm around the little boy's shoulder as he spoke of the child. "Chico gave permission to Joey to run over to his friends and invite him for lunch. When they came back to the garage later and we were all eating Mr. Hendricks came in and made a move toward Joey like he was going to hurt him..."

"Excuse me for interrupting Mr. Brown but do you know how Mr. Hendricks might have known Jose was at your place?"

"No problem, I know you are just as eager as we are to get to the bottom of all of this. As I said before Joey had gone to get his friend, but as far as what happened while he was gone I don't know. Mr. Hendricks did bring over a box of things which he said belonged to the boy, but I don't know how he knew where..."

"I do Ed."

"You do what kid?"

"I know how David knew where I was."

"Oh really, care to share it with us?" Ed asked rather sarcastically.

"On the way home, I mean back to the garage, Santos and I were talking and laughing and the next thing we knew we were standing in front of my old house. We didn't know he was there, and we weren't gonna do anything, honest. As soon as we realized where we were we took off as fast as we could. I didn't think he saw us but he must have. Honest Ed we didn't mean to, we weren't gonna do anything, honest."

Tears started down Joey's cheeks as he explained what happened.

"It's ok Joey, I believe you. It's not your fault. If anything Chico and I should not have let you go out on your own like we did." Ed looked at Lynnae. "If we had known that David wasn't in jail any more Joey would not have been allowed out of our sight."

"Oh I know this must be so hard for all of you. I know how Chico feels for Joey, and I know he would never have allowed any harm to come to him, which we have obviously seen today. It's not your fault I assure you. In cases like this we as foster parents are usually alerted to the fact that someone who has harmed children in the past is no longer behind bars so we can take the extra precautions. We were not notified this time, and if we had been, I certainly would have told Chico when he picked Joey up this morning."

Dr. Spanola, Chico's family doctor who was called in, came from the emergency room at that moment.

"Doc how is he? How is Chico?" inquired Ed anxiously.

"Well he has three broken ribs and a broken arm above the elbow. He's going to hurt like hell for a while but I think he will be fine. I would like to keep him over night for observation just to be safe."

"Oh thank God!"" breathed Ed. "Can we see him?"

"Yes I suppose so, but only for uno momento. He has been sedated and needs his rest." Ed looked confused so he asked. "What did you say?"

"He said we could only see him one moment," answered Joey with relief.

"Oh, ok then."

"I'm sorry but children are not allowed in there. You will have to wait out here." Dr. Spanola said to Joey.

"No, no I won't! I wanna see Chico!" Lynnae moved to try and calm and comfort Jose but he shook her hand off. "No I said I'm not going!"

"Joey that's enough of that!" said Ed trying to be firm without raising his voice in the hospital.

"Dr Spanish c..."

"That's Dr Spanola Mr. Brown."

"Yeah yeah, whatever, it was Joey here that Chico was trying to protect when he was attacked. I'm sure Chico is equally worried about him as the boy is for Chico. Couldn't Joey go in for just a minute-IF HE PROMISES TO BEHAVE HIMSELF," said Ed with great emphasis on the latter, and looking at Jose.

"I promise sir."

"I suppose but then he must go."

Jose and Ed went into the emergency room together. Jose was a little reluctant as just a short time ago he had been in this same room with his dear mama after...What would he find behind those doors this time?

When they got in the room Chico's still form on the gurney almost made Joey want to turn and run, but before he did he heard a noise coming from Chico and he saw Chico's hand twitch slightly. Ed and Joey slowly made their way to his bedside. Bending over slightly Ed whispered, "Chico, it's me Ed."

At the sound of his friend's voice he opened his eyes and looked at Ed.

"Joey, how's Joey?" he asked as he tried to get off the gurney. He didn't try very long as the pain that went searing through his body almost made him pass out.

"OOhh God that hurts, did you get the license number of the truck that hit me?"

"Joey's just fine Chico, in fact he's right here." Ed moved aside so Chico could be better able to see the boy he had come to love.

Joey hung his head. He was unable to bring himself to look at Chico because he thought, if it weren't for me Chico wouldn't be here.

"Hey pal, I'm sorry about our afternoon together, but I'll make it up to you I pro.." Chico was overcome by a coughing bout after trying to sit up, and was unable to say more for the moment.

Dr. Spanola came in and told them they had to leave, and check his patient's vital signs. He was followed closely by Liz, who upon hearing of Chico's accident traded shifts with a friend so she could be near her beloved.

"Liz! You're here! Can I stay longer please Liz?"

"Hola mi poco corizon," she greeted as she hugged him close. "No, little man I'm afraid you need to listen to the doctor. Are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine, but I wanna.."

"Pal, come here," requested Chico weakly.

"I know you want to stay, and I love ya for it..." He stopped speaking to cough and catch his breath. "But I don't really feel like company tonight anyway, why don't you come see me when I get home tomorrow instead, ok?"

"Ok. I love you Chico," Joey gave Chico a kiss on the cheek, as he was unable to hug him as he usually did, due to the broken ribs.

"I love yo..." Chico, knowing Joey was safe allowed the sedatives to take over and had drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 35

Joey gave Ed a hug before leaving the hospital with his foster mother. They rode in silence for awhile before Lynnae spoke.

"Jose, how are you feeling?"

Joey didn't respond.

"Would you prefer I call you Joey, as your friends do, or Jose?"

Joey still did not speak.

"Joey, I know you can speak now and I'm thankful that you can. I do hope you will continue to speak to us. I understand why you probably don't feel like it tonight, but if you need to talk I'm here for you."

At the hospital, Ed refused to leave Chico's side, despite assurances from both Dr. Spanola and Liz that he was in the best of hands and would be fine.

Liz was able to talk the doctor into allowing Ed to stay in the solarium down the hall from the room Chico would be moved to after they put the cast on.

While they were putting the cast on Ed decided to call the gang and let them know how their friend was doing. He would also ask Della to go to the garage and call Chico's padre, he would want to know about his son.

Chico slept through the night, although fitfully. Liz was in several times to check on her man and saw how restless he was.

She understood from her medical training that even though a patient is sedated sometimes the trauma associated with the need for sedation will cause restlessness even though the patient is unable to feel any discomfort, and the sleep is too deep for dreaming. Knowing this did not make it any easier for her to watch her brave hombre as he thrashed about.

She checked his vitals and went to get some linens for Ed. No fever that's a good sign, Liz thought to herself as she gently kissed Chico before leaving the room.

Ed, unable to sleep went down the hall to Chico's room. He quietly tip-toed in and stood beside the bed where Chico lay asleep.

"Are you there, God? It's me Ed. I know I'm not a regular prayer Lord, I always let Margaret take care of that. I figured she was good enough for the both us. But Lord, if I've done any good in my life at all, can you please find it ion your heart to spare this boy? It's true, when Chico first came into my garage I thought he was just a punk kid. All that's changed now God. I feel like we've become a family. Chico needed me as much as I needed him and I think you knew that. Please don't take my son away from me God not now."

Ed pulled a near by chair up to the bed and sat down, taking Chico's hand in his withered one. That was how the morning shift nurse found them when she came to check his vitals.

Shortly before noon Dr. Spanola came to check on his patent.

"Well, how are we feeling this morning?" asked the doctor a little too cheery for Chico's taste.

"Well I don't know about you Doc but I feel like I have a 65 Chevy sittin on my chest. When can I go home?"

"I see no reason why you can't go home today. You will probably rest much better in your own bed, and I will be by to check on you. I will be sending over a nurse to help you as you recover as things will be difficult for a while."

"Really? Now there's a surprise!" said Chico sarcastically.

"Chico my friend I think you have been living with Mr. Brown too long."

"Hey Spaniel I'm right here you know!" barked Ed in his own defense.

"I'm prescribing some medication for the pain to be taken every four hours. Perhaps this goes with out saying but due to the nature and area of the break in your arm, and the way we had to cast it, you will probably have difficulty keeping your balance or even walking. I must insist that you do walk as much as you can tolerate though because the longer you are in bed, the greater the risk of pneumonia. Now before I go and sign for your release, do you have any questions for me?"

Chico thought a moment before speaking. "Doc will I be able to play the guitar again?"

"Very funny Chico, I see that your sense of humor was not damaged."

"What joke, I do play the guitar."

"Oh is that what that noise is?" said Ed

"Si, Chico, that should not be a problem, I will sign the papers and you may leave. A nurse will be here shortly to wheel you down. Oh yes, and I will be by to see how you are doing in a day or two, but should you have any problems in the mean time call me immediately. Good day."

Ed got Chico's clothes from the near by wardrobe and carefully helped him dress. When they had finished the agonizing task the nurse came in with the forms for Chico to sign and the watch and the medallions he was wearing when he came in.

"Here are you belongings, please look through them and see that everything is there and sign the forms and you may leave, I have to have you ride in a wheelchair though, hospital policy."

"Senorita believe me I won't argue about a ride." Chico struggled to get off the bed and into the chair. It seemed as if every move he made caused stabbing pains to shoot through his chest and his arm ached terribly. He didn't know if it was due to the break itself or the weight of the cast.

"God this is awful! I can't believe that little Joey has had to put up with this for so long!" declared Chico angrily as they got into the truck. "Ow! Ed take it easy, please not that way ouch!!"

In order to properly set the break they had to cast from the shoulder on down the arm. Making Chico look as if he were giving hand signals on a bike. There was a plaster brace going from the upper arm of the cast to his stomach, for added support without hurting the ribs.

"Wait Ed, let's try, uhhh, this." Chico suggested as he moaned. He turned his back to the doorway of the truck and backed up to the seat. His legs were long enough that he was able to step on the running boards fairly easy. Using his good arm he grabbed onto the back of the passenger seat and eased himself up into the truck. As gently as he could Ed helped him slide around so he could sit facing forward, as his legs were too long to allow him to sit sideways and still be able to shut the door.

"Santa Maria! I hope it won't be as hard to get out as it was to get in."

Chico tried to laugh at his own joke but his ribs were not accommodating."

"I think I know a way home that is not so bumpy, it may be a little longer but a little less painful for you," offered Ed

"Thanks Ed. You're the greatest, I'm sorry to be so much trouble."

"Don't talk so silly! You're no trouble that's what family is for, and anyway it isn't your fault it's David's. Isn't that what you've been trying to teach Joey?"

"Yeah, I guess, ow!" he groaned as Ed swerved slightly to avoid a pothole in the street.

"Well take your own advice, this isn't your doing, damn I thought they said they fixed this road?! This isn't your doing, it's that bastard Hendricks," reminded Ed.

Speaking of the devil, at that moment David was entering his house. He had been running ever since he had taught that snoopy nose Rodriquez his long over due lesson, and had stopped to gather some of his things together before flying off to Vegas. He had a friend there who owed him some favors and he felt certain would put him up for a couple of days till things cooled down. He would be damned if he was going to jail for teaching that ol spic some manners.

Unbeknownst to David however, there were a couple of plain clothed police officers on stake out just across the street. When they saw David enter the house they quickly pursued him, one taking the front and the other taking the back door should Hendricks try anything funny.

David was just coming from the master bedroom with his suitcase when the front door burst open.

"This is the police Hendricks! You're under arrest for the assault on one Francisco Rodriquez. A violation of the terms agreed to when you posted bail. Put your hands on your head!"

"Officer, I can explain, Mr. Rodriquez tried to attack me..." David was cut short as the officer interrupted him.

"I said, put your hands on your head, you can tell your story at the station. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. If you desire an attorney and cannot afford one, the court will appoint one to you. Do you understand these rights as I have read them to you?"

"Yeah I understand, but you understand this!!!" At that David threw the suitcase he had been holding at the officer to try and knock the gun from his hand. The officer shot at David when he tried to flee and refused to stop when the officer shouted to him to do so.

At that point David pulled a small gun from his jacket and just as he was about to draw fire on the young policeman, his partner shot him from behind! David slumped to the floor with a groan.

The first officer went over to the body. David opened his eyes, his hand still clutching the gun he looked at the officer and spoke.

"I ain't going back to jail!" he whispered fiercely. With that he put the gun to his chin and pulled the trigger.

Blood spattered everywhere as the officers jumped back in an attempt to avoid getting hit.

The officer who had fired the shot that brought David down came over to the body and checked for a pulse.

"Better call the meat wagon, this guys history, I'll call it in, you call the ambulance. At least we won't be wasting tax payers money to try the SOB," said the elder officer who had been following the case on TV.

He had children of his own and if anyone ever did anything to hurt them he would hunt them down and blow them away. He had no time for people who abused woman and children.

Ed had managed to get Chico home with a minimal amount of bumping and bouncing. Della and Louie were at the garage when they arrived, Della had put fresh sheets on Chico's bed and Louie met them at the truck to help Ed bring the patient into his apartment.

With Louie on one side to kind of help Chico "carry" the cast and Ed on the other side to prevent Chico from toppling over from the weight of the cast, the three amigo's slowly made their way into the apartment.

"I got your bed all ready, baby. After we get you settled I'll get you some water for your pills. You need sleep now baby, that's the best thing for you."

"Thanks guys, uh, and Della, I love ya, you know," said Chico as Ed helped him sit down on the edge of the bed, Louie took off his shoes.

"I'll go get that water, Ed, there are clean pajamas right on the dresser."

After a little workout of trying to help Chico get changed for bed they covered him up, Della came in with fresh water and the pain meds the Dr. had prescribed. It wasn't long before Chico was fast asleep.

"I need a drink!" exclaimed Ed. "And then I think I'll take a nap on the couch over here, in case he needs anything. Thank you, you two. I really appreciate it."

"Our pleasure Ed. If you two need anything I'm just across the alley," said Della as she hugged Ed.

"Yeah Ed I'll go too so you can rest, but I'm just at home if you want me," offered Louie. Louie too hugged Ed before they left, and Ed settled down on the sofa in the apartment and went to sleep.

Chapter 36

Josh took Charlie and Stevie to church that morning but Lynnae stayed home with Jose. She had hoped to try and get him to talk about what had happened. In twenty-four hours he had gone from silent and sullen to a little boy ready for a fun day with his best friend and back to silent again. What an emotional roller coaster. Lynnae could only imagine what must be going through the poor boys mind today.

"What say I call the hospital and see if Chico can have any visitors today?" she suggested hopefully as she cleared away the breakfast dishes. For just a second Lynnae thought she saw a sparkle in Jose's eyes but as quickly as it had appeared it was gone. Jose shook his head and went to his room. He threw himself on the bed and cried into the bedspread so no one would hear.

Ed was awakened from his slumber when he heard Chico yelling. "You get away from him with that board. This is our garage! Just get the hell out of here!"

Ed was very surprised to find Chico was not asleep but was yelling like that wide awake. He was staring at the door as he continued to yell. When he tried to get out of bed Ed went to his friend, thinking he was probably sleepwalking and would get him back in bed before he hurt himself.

When Ed tried to help him back to bed Chico turned on him! "So, David, you've brought a friend to help you fight your battles, well you just try and take this kid away from me!" yelled Chico as he grabbed Manuel, his childhood friend off a near by shelf and hugged it to him.

Chico stood as though he were preparing for a fight. Not yet accustomed to his cast he slumped sideways. Had Ed not been prepared for the possibility and braced himself against the table, the weight of Chico and the cast would have caused them both to fall. Somehow Ed managed to sit Chico back down on the edge of his bed and ran to get Della.

A few moments later Ed returned with Della and they found Chico sitting up. He was furious.

"Did you two see that bastard? I can't believe he had the nerve to show his face here after what he has done, but I didn't let him take Joey!"

Ed and Della exchanged looks of confusion but decided to play along.

"Yes baby, we saw them but Ed and Louie called the cops and they're gone now. You just lie back and go to sleep," whispered Della as she tucked him back into bed.

"It's ok Joey, you're safe. We'll protect you," Chico assured his teddy bear as he again drifted off to sleep.

"I don't know what happened to him Della, could he have gotten into the bourbon while I was sleeping? He sure was acting strangely," worried Ed.

"I know Ed, I've never seen anything like that either. I'm gonna call Dr. Spanola. I don't think he got to the bourbon, the poor boy can hardly stand by himself let alone wade through all the junk you have in your office to get to your stash."

"Shut up you, and go call Spaniel, uh, I mean Spanola. I'm gonna make a sandwich do you want anything Della?"

"No thanks Ed, I just had supper."

Ed was in his room fixing himself a sandwich before going back down to be with Chico, when he decided to turn the TV on and see what the weather was supposed to do. "I don't know why I even bother looking at the weather those forecasters never get it right anyway."

"Della get up here you gotta here this, it's about Hendricks!" yelled Ed.

Della who had just gotten off the phone with the Doctor went upstairs as quickly as she could.

"I can't believe it," said Della in shock as Ed turned the set off.

"At least that part is over, though I would've preferred that he fry," commented Ed as he sat down to eat his sandwich.

Across town the football game Josh and Stevie were watching had been interrupted by the news bulletin.

"Lyn, come here, you're not going to believe what happened."

Lynnae, who had been helping Charlie with her nightly therapy came to the living room.

"What is it dear?"

"Jose's stepfather killed himself today when the cops had him cornered in their house. It's over, Jose's nightmare may finely be over."

Lynnae and Josh embraced with relief. "It may be over, but like it or not that man is the only family Jose had left, the only father he ever knew, how are we gonna tell him?"

"You're right, hon. I guess I wasn't thinking of it like that. I think we should wait until after supper and tell him, that will give us some time to prepare ourselves for the task."

"Ok. Speaking of supper you and Stevie go and wash up while Charlie and I set the table."

"Yes Ma'am," responded Josh as he saluted his wife.

As Lynnae was bringing the food to the table she kept thinking of all that had happened in such a short time. She had many thoughts going through her mind. How was Chico doing, had they heard the news, but uppermost in her thoughts was how and what are we going to tell Jose?

Ironically Ed and Della were wondering the same thing when the telephone interrupted their musings.

"Ed Brown's garage, sorry we're not open on Sunday. Oh hello Louie, yes we just heard it too, no, Chico doesn't know. No that's alright Louie you don't need to come over tonight, maybe tomorrow, thanks, bye."

Ed had barely hung up the phone when it rang again.

"Oh for the love of Pete, is this gonna go on all night now?" hollered Ed irritably.

"Just take it easy Ed or you'll blow a gasket, I'll answer it you go check on our young patient."

When Ed got to the apartment Chico was just waking up. He braced himself to prepare for anything as he slowly made his way to Chico's bedside.

"Hiya Ed. Ooh am I sore."

"Well it's no wonder and don't hiya Ed me after you nearly killed yourself and me in the process," bellered Ed sternly.

"Man Ed did you see David in here earlier and he even brought some one with him! Boy that guys got more balls than brains!" yelled Chico, obviously unaware of the fact that David had not been anywhere near the garage that day.

"Well that's definitely the case now my friend," said Ed in response to Chico's comment.

"Whaddaya mean?" quizzed Chico.

Just then Della came into the apartment.

"Ed that was Rosa Garcia she heard the news report and was wondering how Chico and Joey were doing. She said if there's anything you need to just give her a call."

"Thanks Della, oh and what did the Dr. say when you talked to him?"

"The doctor, why did you talk to him? Is it Joey? Is he hurt?!" Chico attempted to get out of bed to go to his little friend.

"You just stay right there in that bed before you do any more damage to yourself, if you must know we called the Doctor about you. I think you dove into the deep end, so we called that quack you call a Doctor!" scolded Ed more with concern than anger.

"Dr. Spanola said that Chico may have been hallucinating. He said it can be a rare side affect to the medication."

"Hallucinating? Me?"

"Yes you. I thought maybe you were sleep walking, but you were talking to David, well yelling was more like it, you were even all set to fight him and he wasn't even here," explained Ed.

"I saw him, I know he was here," argued Chico.

"he hasn't been here since he took off yesterday, leaving you in a heap in the alley."

"I'm telling you I saw him! Oohh God these ribs are killing me."

"That's what the Dr. said, you were probably hallucinating baby, cause there's no way David could have been here," Della consoled.

"He's been here before what makes you so sure he wasn't here today to see if he finished me off?"

"Because Chico, he was finishing himself off in his house, so he couldn't have been here to finish you or anyone off."

"Well gee, Ed could you be anymore discreet in your explanation?" scolded Della.

"What are you two talking about?"

"It just came over the news a while ago sweetie, the police had David cornered in his home and he shot himself. He's dead Chico."

Chapter 37

"WHAT?!" Chico closed his eyes as he waited for the sharp pain in his ribcage to subside.

"That's right Chico. David told the officers who cornered him in the house that he wasn't going back to jail, he put the gun to his head and pulled the trigger," Ed explained, a little less abrasive this time.

"Ay Dios Mio! Does Joey know?" For the third time that day Chico tried to get out of his bed.

"What are you? A Mexican Jumping bean? Get back in that bed. You know it's about time you relax a little and let someone take care of you instead of trying to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. I'm sure Joey is fine, he has a great new family that will take care of him, but if it will make you feel better I'll call over there and see how he's doing," said Ed.

"Great Ed, thanks but first could you, uh help me get to the bathroom?" Chico hated being so dependent on people, and he felt foolish needing help to get to the bathroom, like he was a toddler or something.

"I guess that's my cue," said Della, "but the doctor said you should stop taking that pain med and that he would call in a prescription for Tylenol with Codeine. I'll go get that before I call it a night."

"Thanks for everything Della, you're an angel from Heaven."

Ed helped Chico to the bathroom, and while it wasn't easy Chico found a way to use the facilities with a minimum of help.

Meanwhile at the Elliot's, Josh and Lynnae were telling Jose about his stepfather.

Jose spent much of that Sunday in his room drawing. After supper Josh and Lynnae came in to talk to him.

"May we come in Jose?" asked Lynnae, hoping as she did that he would say anything in response, even no. Instead Jose opened the door and moved back so that his foster parents could step in.

"Jose honey, we need to talk to you, it's important," said Lynnae compassionately.

Jose felt a knot beginning to form in his stomach and he was finding it hard to breathe.

Josh realized immediately what the boy must have been thinking and was quick to reassure him.

"Take it easy Jose, Chico is fine. It has nothing to do with Chico, at least not directly."

"Oh sweetie I'm so sorry that we frightened you, here sit down and relax. Take slow deep breaths," consoled Lynnae as she helped him over to his bed.

After he had calmed down Josh and Lynnae sat one on each side of him, Jose, still leery of Josh, inched more closely to Lynnae.

"Jose, it's about David," began Josh. "You know that he took off after he beat your friend yesterday right?"

Jose only nodded. Lynnae spoke next.

"The police were looking for him to prevent him from hurting anyone else. Well they found him this afternoon, he was at the house where you and your mother lived with him." Lynnae was struggling to find the words to continue but her throat would no longer allow her to finish, so again Josh took the reins of conversation.

"The police had him cornered in the house, he had a suitcase and was going somewhere. When the officers tried to stop him he pulled out a gun. They wounded him in self-defense but David said he wasn't going to jail..."Jose looked from one parent to the other with concern as he listened as Josh finished. "David...he, Jose, David's dead, he shot himself."

Neither Josh nor Lynnae knew what to expect after delivering the news, so they waited patiently to see what they should do next. All their years as foster parents has never been able to prepare them for the next child because each child was as different as the case that put them in the foster care system.

Jose just continued to look from Josh to Lynnae, his face showing no emotion of any kind. After a few moments he turned around and crawled up to sit at the head of his bed, he picked up his drawing tablet, pencil, and finished his picture...

As the young couple were making their way into the kitchen for some tea, the phone was ringing."

"Hello? Just a moment please." said Charlotte she set the phone down and called to her mom, "Mom it's the phone for you!"

"Hello?"

"Well honestly Chico, I wish we knew. Josh and I told him about this evening and he didn't say a thing, in fact he hasn't said anything since we left you at the hospital. He just sits in his room drawing. Oh Heavens forgive me, how are you?"

"I certainly don't think it will hurt. You're the only one that little boy seems to trust. I'll go get him, hold on please."

Lynnae went quickly to Jose's room and entered as she was knocking. Jose was just as they had left him, sitting on his bed, drawing.

"Jose, Chico is on the phone, he wants to talk to you."

For the briefest of seconds Lynnae saw a sparkle come into the beautifully dark eyes, and suddenly it was gone again. Jose shook his head no and went back to his picture.

Closing the door behind her as she left, Lynnae was more concerned now than ever, but she returned to the kitchen and took up the receiver.

"Chico, I'm afraid he won't come to the phone... Yes I understand I'll tell him, and thank you for calling. I hope you are better very soon. Good night."

Lynnae turned to her husband and daughter, with a worried expression.

"Now I'm really worried, he won't even talk to Chico, what are we going to do?"

"Lynnie I think we just ought to keep an eye on him, and be there if and when he needs to talk. He's been through a lot in the last few weeks, he'll come around."

"I hope you're right dear, Charlie, you should be getting ready for bed as well. I'm beat, I'll get Jose ready for bed and be in to say good night to you before I go to bed."

"Ok Mom, and don't worry, Dad's right remember how I was when I first came, all I did was cry, he'll be ok too. We can say goodnight here Mom, I know you're tired. I love you Mom and Dad, thanks for not giving up on me either."

A short time later Lynnae was back in her foster son's room, helping him get ready for bed. He had been with them almost a month now, and while he was still leery, almost to the point of being frightened, of Josh, he seemed to be growing more and more used to Lynnae. As Jose was getting into his pajama's Lynnae was turning down the bedclothes. She still found it hard to see the scarring left by that brutal man. After 15 years it still amazed her how people could beat their children.

"I'm just down the hall if you need me, don't be afraid to come and get me. Would you like me to leave the hall light on for you?"

Jose shook his head in the negative.

"Ok sweetie, may I kiss you goodnight?" After a moment of thought the small boy relented. As Lynnae brushed his cheek with a gentle kiss Jose was reminded of his Mama. How he missed her. Lynnae tucked the covers up around Jose and as she was turning to leave, she remembered her message.

"Chico asked me to tell you that he misses you and would love to see you. He said not to worry, that the doctor said he's gonna be fine, and that he loves you." With that said she shut the door and went to bed herself.

Jose shifted around in bed and wept into his pillow. He missed his friends at the garage. Jose drifted off to sleep as a tear made it's way down his small cheek and onto the pillow.

Tuesday morning Chico awoke in terrible pain. The Tylenol with codeine seemed to have little or no affect on the pain, he hurt to the point of being nauseous, but at least he had gotten the hang of walking unaided to the bathroom.

Mando had offered to help Ed in the garage until Chico was ready to come back to work, he and Ed were working on a carburetor when Liz came to see how her favorite patient was doing.

"Hola mi amor, como esta hoy?"

"Mejor mi amor, ahora para tu estomos aqui."

"Oh Chico, even though you're in pain you say the sweetest things," replied Liz.

"I'm glad you're here love," said Chico, although there was something in his voice that made Liz think that he had something troubling his mind.

"But?" asked Liz.

"But what?" inquired Chico as he fought off another wave of nausea.

"You're glad I'm here but, what? You can tell me."

"Aw Liz I just miss Joey. He hasn't been by to see me since he was at the hospital. I miss him and I'm worried about him, you know since his stepfather killed himself, good or bad he was the closest thing to family the kid had. I tried to call the other night after I heard what happened and he wouldn't even come to the phone."

"Maybe he'll come by yet today," Liz suggested hopefully.

Chico had been trying to get over the nausea that was plaguing him though he was unsuccessful. "Liz, I'm gonna be... could y.."

Liz knew just what he needed and got a nearby wastepaper basket just in time. When he was settled back against the pillows again, Liz went out to the garage.

"Ed can I talk to you a minute please?"

"Sure Liz, what can I do for you?"

"Ed I'm worried about Chico, he seems so down in the dumps and that certainly won't help his recovery. I tried to cheer him up I think he needs to see Joey, I don't think he'll be happy until he sees that he's doing ok."

"Your right Liz, and now with him not being able to eat he'll only get weaker. Mando is gonna stay and work for me would you mind staying with Chico till I get back?"

"I'm glad to Ed, where are you going?"

"I'm going to get Joey over here if I have to carry him across town!"

Chapter 38

A short time later Ed pulled up in front of the Elliot's home. He had looked the address up in the phonebook before leaving the garage. He didn't want to ask Chico for the address in case the boy wouldn't come with him. It would be better for Chico not to know what he was trying to do.

Ed walked up the steps and rapped on the door, after a few moments Lynnae came to the door. She smiled brightly when she saw Ed, as she recognized him from the hospital.

"Hello Mr. Brown. How nice of you to come by, how is Chico doing?"

"Not too well I'm afraid," admitted Ed.

"Oh my, I'm sorry to hear that, he isn't…dying?" She whispered the last word as if saying it out loud may make it happen.

"Nothing like that thank goodness but he is not getting better as fast as we'd like. He can't eat, and what he tries to eat won't stay down, I think he misses Joey. No, I know he misses Joey, and I really think a visit from him will do Chico a world of good. I should have called but I don't want Chico to know about this. Do you think you could bring Joey by the garage after school today?"

"I've been trying to talk him into going for a visit myself. I don't know if Chico has told you or not but Joey hasn't spoken a word to anyone since we left you at the hospital. I get the feeling he really wants to see Chico, and you, but he won't. Joey hasn't been going to school; Charlie brings work home for him so he stays caught up. I don't know if that's the right thing or not but the poor boy has been through so many changes as of late that Josh and I felt we not push school on him just now, would you like to see him? He's in his room."

"Sure, maybe I can talk him into coming to the garage with me. If that's alright?"

"I hope you can." When they got to the room Ed knocked and went in. When Joey saw Ed he ran to him and hugged him as hard as he could.

"Hey kid, what's this I hear bout you not talking? Don't suppose you could teach Louie how to do that, could you?"

Joey smiled broadly but said nothing.

"Hey kid, I've come to ask if my ace mechanic could come to the garage and help me while Chico is laid up." Joey's eyes just beamed at the thought of going to the garage, but he shook his head no.

"NO! Why not? You're my ace mechanic I need you, Mando's been there be he doesn't know a wrench from a pair of pliers."

Again Joey shook his head no.

"Ok Joey, I'll level with you, I'd love your help, but Chico needs you. He's worried about you, he's sad and he misses you. I think a visit from his best little friend would help him get better faster, whatya say, will you come with me?"

This time Jose gave it some thought, but he still shook his head no. This was a real shock for Ed. In desperation he tried one more thing.

"Ok kid, I'll go now. Sorry I bothered you. I thought you and Chico were friends but I guess I was wrong. See ya round."

"I am his friend."

"Really? Could a fooled me, friends help each other when they need it. Chico was there to help you when you needed him, and now that he needs you, you run and hide in your room. I'll send Chico your regards. See ya kiddo."

Joey was off the bed in a flash. "Wait Ed! I wanna go with you!!"

Joey grabbed his paper and markers, and a couple of books off his desk and went with Ed down the hall.

"Lynnae, Ed and me are goin to see Chico, ok?"

"Now that's what I want to hear, yes go and I'll be by to pick you up later."

Chico was growing increasingly restless lying in bed. He was able to be up and about for short periods of time during the day but it was very different than what he was accustomed too. As he lay in bed trying to study the words in his mother's Bible he was startled by a knock on his door.

"Come on in PLEASE!"

To his surprise when the door opened, there stood Joey!

"Hey pal! Boy, am I glad you're here! Don't just stand there, come on in."

Joey hesitated only a moment then he practically jumped over to Chico, taking care not to cause him pain.

"I missed you too."

"I tried to call a few days ago but Lynnae said you couldn't come to the phone, how're you doin?"

"Ok, I guess, it's not true though, I coulda come to the phone."

"Come on up here and sit with me," Chico patted the bed beside him.

Carefully Jose climbed up on Chico's bed and cuddled as closely as he could under the safety of Chico's good arm.

"You could have come to the phone? Can I ask you why you didn't?"

"I didn't know what to say."

"I see. Well I'm glad you're here now cause I've missed you."

Chico shifted to try and get comfortable. The doctor had been by earlier in the day and explained why he needed to quit taking the other pain meds. That medication was causing hallucinations, a rare side effect, and with the injuries Chico already had the damage he could do to his body during hallucinations was a risk not worth taking.

The pain was coming back full force, it was amazing, how time seemed to crawl as he lay there, except for the time between meds.

"I'm sorry, am I hurting you?" asked Joey with concern.

"No way pal, it's not you it's these ribs of mine, can you do me a favor? Would you please get me some water, I need to take my pill."

"Sure. I'll be right back."

Joey ran to the bathroom and filled the glass he found on Chico's bedside table, with nice cold water.

For the next couple of hours Joey and Chico talked, and read books together. Joey read some of his favorite books to Chico and in turn, Chico read to Joey from his mother's Bible. Joey would turn the pages, they worked well together.

Joey was drawing a picture for Chico while Chico slept beside him, when suddenly Chico awoke with a start, "Oh God I'm..." Beads of perspiration clung to Chico's skin, and he was having trouble breathing.

"What's wrong Chico?"

Joey jumped from the bed and started for the door. Chico grabbed the now cleaned garbage can and began to vomit into it. When Joey realized that Chico wasn't dying, just sick to his stomach he went over to his friend and sat beside him till he was better, then he got him some towels from the bathroom.

"You ok now?" he questioned.

"Yeah I'm much better Thanks, I don't know if it's pain or the meds that make me sick."

"I'm real sorry this happened to you on accounta me."

"Hey pal, it's not your fault, you know what else?"

"What?"

"I'd do it again if I had to."

"Ya would, for real?"

"You better believe it, Bud."

"You won't need to. David, he killed hisself."

"Yeah I know. Ed and Della heard it on the news and told me, that's one of the reasons I called that night I wanted to see how you were doing, that and I missed ya." Chico leaned forward and gave Joey a hug.

"Can I ask ya something Chico?"

"What?"

"Now that David's dead, and mama's dead, do you think..."

Joey was hesitant to continue but Chico was sure he knew what the boy wanted to ask.

"Do I think what?" He prompted.

"Do you think my mama will be safe in Heaven with David there now?"

Chico was very surprised at the question, and he wasn't exactly sure how to answer."

"Whoa, you've been doing a lot of thinking, if not a lot of talkin, haven't you? Well, bud, I don't know anything for sure about Heaven cause I've never been there yet, but I'll tell you what I believe. God is in Heaven and he loves your Mama very much cause he knows she loves him. And I think God takes care of the people who love him when they get to Heaven. So, no, I don't think David will ever be able to hurt anyone again. And besides, my mama's up there too and I think your mama and my mama would stick together up there and take care of each other."

"Just like me and you, huh."

"Yep, just like me and you." Chico lay his head back against the pillows again as he was hit with another wave of nausea.

"I'll be right back Chico, I got a idea."

Joey's foster mother had arrived to take Joey home a few minutes before, and was out in the garage talking to Ed when Joey came through the garage.

"I think it's been good to have him here today..." Ed was saying as Lynnae and Ed watched Joey heading up to Ed's apartment.

"Joey where are you going?" asked Lynnae.

"Upstairs, I gotta get something."

"Hey Joey don't you think you ought to come down from there and ask Ed before you go helping yourself in his house?"

"Aw, it's ok Lynn it's not for me, it's for Chico." With that, Joey went on upstairs. Ed and Lynnae looked at one another and laughed.

"Like I was telling you, the kids family," said Ed.

A few seconds later the door to Ed's room opened and Joey hollered down the stairs. "Hey Ed you got any tea?!"

"Tea? You know I don't drink tea, and even if I did you should not be messing with hot water by yourself!"

"Why not? I take a bath by myself, and that's hot water?"

"Don't get smart with me or I'll paddle your butt, no I don't have tea. Go ask Della."

Joey came down the stairs with a package of saltine crackers and went back into Chico's room.

"Here Chico. Take these, if you eat em slow they help so you don't get so sick and if you do get sick, you won't have the dry yuckies," Joey encouraged.

"Thanks, Joey, how do you know about that?"

"My Mama used to give em to me when I had a tummy ache, I'm going over to Della's for a second I'll be right back."

When he left the apartment Lynnae was ready to leave.

"Joey, I think we should get going home now."

"Can't I'm gonna go get something for Chico, be right back."

Joey returned a few minutes later, Della was carrying a hot cup of tea and Joey ran ahead of her to open the door to the apartment for her.

Ed and Lynnae followed them into Chico's apartment.

"Joey honey, we really should be going now. It's getting late and I'm sure Chico and Ed need their rest."

"But I wanna stay here, Chico needs me, he helped me and I wanna help him."

"I know you do sweetie but you can come back tomorrow, you need to think about going to school and you need your rest too."

"But I wanna..."

"Hey Joey, I love you and I thank you for all your help. But Mrs. Elliot is right. You can come back anytime. I'll see ya again tomorrow ok?" Chico tried to persuade Joey. He would have loved to have Joey stay with him, but he did want to see him obeying his new family. "Maybe you can stay the weekend with me, I'm sure I'll feel much better by then anyway, ok?"

"Really, could I?"

"If Mrs. Elliot says ok, on one condition though pal."

"What's that?"

"No more silent treatment for your new family. Comprendor?"

"Si amigo yo comprendor tu."

"Now you get out of here before I won't let you go at all, and thanks for the tea and soda crackers."

"Beinvinido grato mi amigo."

After Joey and Lynnae left Chico questioned Ed.

"Ed, how did you get Joey to come over here?"

"Me? What makes you think he didn't come over here by himself?"

"He couldn't come that far by himself and I know that Mando watched the garage while you were out. What did you do?"

"Guilt, the great persuader," admitted Ed.

"You put a guilt trip on a six year old?"

"I said that you were there to help him when he needed it and when you needed him he wasn't being a good friend by hiding from you."

"Ed you didn't!?" declared Chico in shocked disbelief.

"Don't knock it Chico. It worked didn't it?" Ed winked at his young friend and was about to leave when Chico stopped him.

"Thanks Ed. I don't care how you did it, I'm just glad you did it. Good night."

Chapter 39

Over the next several weeks Jose was once again a regular at the garage much like before, although when Miss Greene came by the Elliot's to see how things were going Jose had to stay home then.

Chico grew stronger with each passing day and shortly before Thanksgiving he was able to have the bulky cast removed and go to a smaller one.

It was about this time that Ed brought up the subject of the box that David had brought to the garage that day many weeks ago.

"Chico, I'm getting tired of trying not to trip over that box. Next time Joey comes over why don't the two of you go through it together? You can sort it out, keep it or throw it."

"I don't know Ed. It's Joey's, maybe we should bring it to his house and let him sort through it when he's ready."

"Well whatever, just so I don't trip over it and break my neck."

"Ed if you haven't fallen over all the junk in the storeroom or your office I think your pretty safe," joked Chico.

"Where's that board? I'll break your other arm!"

"I'll take the box over to the Elliot's after work tonight, is that soon enough for you?"

"You shouldn't be driving yet. I'll take you over there," suggested Ed.

"Are you sure you just don't want to go along to find out what's in the box?" Chico suspicioned.

"Shut up you."

Shortly before closing time Chico called the Elliot's to see when there would be a good time for them to bring the box of Jose's belongings over.

It was decided that 7pm that very evening would be best, and after hanging up with Lynnae Chico went to start getting ready to go. Although he was improving a great deal things that he used to take for granted still took some time to do.

At 7:00 that evening Chico and Ed arrived at the Elliot's. Ed carried the box so Chico knocked on the door with his good hand. They didn't have to wait long as running could be heard on the other side of the door and they could hear "I'll get it!" as Joey flung open the front door.

"Hiya Guys! Lynn told me you were coming so I got all my school junk done! Come on in." Joey let his friends in and led them to the nearby couch.

"Good evening I'm so glad this evening worked for you, Josh is away at a foster parent meeting with Stevie's social worker, Miss Greene, that's Jose's too, but they are finishing the details of the adoption. Stevie will be leaving us next week to begin life with his new family."

"Great for him I'm sure, but it must be difficult to give them up when you've cared for them so long," sympathized Chico.

"Yes it is, but then I know you two went through that when Jose here came to live with us, I want to assure you again that you are welcome whenever and as often as you can make it."

"Ahem..." Ed cleared his throat loudly and quite obviously. "I hate to break this up but the box is getting kind of heavy for this old man."

"Oh of course, I'm sorry, please put it on the coffee table, I've just made a fresh pot of coffee and I have chocolate chip cookies just out of the oven, excuse me while I go get them."

Piano music could be heard throughout the house. "Charlie, our guests are here now, can you practice more later dear?"

"Sure Mom."

Charlie came rolling into the living room a few minutes later. She parked her chair across from the coffee table.

"Hi. How are you feeling? I heard about what happened I'm sorry."

"Hi Charlie, thank you, I'm feeling much better and should have the cast off by Christmas."

"You gonna have some PT-I mean Physical Therapy?"

"I don't know. The doctor hasn't said."

"Aw you don't want to wait for him to say, ask him about it, trust me you don't wanna get stiff. Oh, hello," she said when she noticed Ed.

"My name is Charlie, nice to meet ya." She offered Ed her hand to shake. "Scuse the gloves they keep my hands from getting sore when I travel," she joked as she patted the tires of her wheelchair.

"My names Ed, nice to meet you Charlie."

"Hey pipsqueak, can I borrow some of your markers?" she asked Joey.

"What for?"

"I have to make a graph for math tomorrow, we're studying fractions."

"Don't forget to put the covers on, they're almost dry as it is."

"Duh, who do I look like Stevie? Course I'll put the covers on them. Thanks, your not so bad for a 'brother'," she said with a tone as if there was a bad taste left in her mouth at the mere mention of the word.

Jose stuck his tongue out and spit at Charlie. "I'm rubber your glue, whatever you say/or do bounces off me and sticks to you," yelled Charlie as she wheeled away."

"Alright you two that's enough of that. Oh, Joey, would you be a dear and go get some napkins for me please?"

"Ok, I'll be right back guys, you won't leave will you?"

"Would we leave without saying goodbye?" questioned Chico in response.

"No I guess not."

When Joey left the room, Lynnae spoke. "Do you have any ideas as to what's in the box?" she asked with concern.

"No. We didn't feel we should look, but knowing David it could be just about anything, and now that you mention it I wish we would have," answered Chico.

"I didn't tell Joey what you were bringing or that you were bringing anything, do you think I should put it away and go through it before I let him look at them? What do you think?" asked Lynnae.

"Well David did say it was his stuff, there may be something in there he wants or has been missing. Maybe with all of us here with him as he goes through it, it will be better for him." suggested Chico.

"Yes and it may help him deal with some of his loss," offered Lynn.

"Mom can you come here a minute, I need some help," yelled Charlie from her room.

"Excuse me a moment, won't you?"

Ed and Chico nodded and Lynn went to help her daughter. And in from the kitchen came Jose with a pile of napkins.

"What's in the box?" he wondered.

Chico thought it would be best if he just told him the truth right away. Ed helped himself to a cookie as Chico tried to explain.

"Remember the day at the garage when you came for a visit?"

"Yeah. Sure."

"Well, David had a box when he came in, do you remember that?"

Jose shook his head no.

"Well he did, and it's a box of stuff that belongs to you and your Mama. I thought you might want to see what there is here and what you'd like to do with it."

"Oh, ok, do I have to?"

"No you don't have to, but maybe there's something in here you'd like to keep to remember your mama by-Like I have my Mothers Bible," suggested Chico compassionately.

"Will you guys help me?" he ventured.

"That's our job man!" said Chico.

Lynnae returned to the living room. "There, I take it you told Jose about the box? What do you think Jose, do you want to open it now or wait awhile?"

Jose looked form Lynnae to his friends as though waiting to be told what to do.

"It's up to you sweetie, if you want to open it now you can or wait."

He looked at Chico, and Chico smiled reassuringly at him.

"Let's open it now," he said.

He came over and carefully lifted the lid on the box. Lying on the very top was the book his mother used to read to him at night, Love You Forever.

"My Book! My Mom reads that to me at night, I mean she used to."

Chico put his good arm around the little boy in a show of moral support.

He also found his baby book, and her purse. "I thought this was in the suitcase when we were leaving."

"Leaving? Where were you going?" questioned Ed.

"I dunno. We left the garage the day you talked to mama, she told me to pack stuff, we were gonna leave when David..." he let the story trail there and wiped away a tear."

"You don't have to do this right now Joey, if you don't want to," said Lynn softly.

Joey went through the purse. Inside he found the house keys, a checkbook, and a tiny New Testament Bible. Jose took the Bible from the purse and opened it. On the inside cover was an inscription. It was in Spanish but also in cursive so Joey, unable to read it, gave it to Chico.

"Will you read this for me?"

Chico took the Bible and began to read its inscription.

"To my darling Daughter, My gift from God.

God gave you to me, and it is with pride and Joy

that I give this gift to you, with all my love.

Read this word, share it, live it, and trust it.

May God bless your new life in him as a helpmate and friend.

With all my love on your wedding day, and always,

Love, Papa

May 21st 1993

"That must be the day she married my Papa, cause she married David in October when I was 2."

As Chico closed the Bible and was handing it to Jose, an envelope fell from between its worn pages.

"What's this?" said Chico, wondering aloud.

It was an envelope addressed to Attorney Raul Gomez. Chico read the envelope and passed it to Ed, who in turn passed it to Lynnae.

"I suppose someone should contact this man as soon as possible to see what this is about," hinted Lynnae. "I'll call him tomorrow and see what he thinks."

"I know where his office is let me write down the address for you." Chico tore a deposit ticket out of the back of his checkbook and wrote the address and directions to Raul Gomez's office.

"Thank you, if Josh and I can meet with him could you keep Jose while we are gone? We'll let you know what we find out."

"Be glad to," said Chico.

Joey reached in the box to see what else there was in there. Everyone was shocked when Joey pulled a bloodied vacuum cleaner cord out from within the box!

"Aye Dios mio!" exclaimed Chico."

When Joey realized what he had in his hand, he dropped it as if he were burned by it, and ran to his room.

Chapter 40

"What on earth! Why in the world would his mother save such a thing?" asked Lynnae, completely horrified by what she saw lying on the floor.

"She didn't. I'm sure this was David's idea of a joke," spouted Chico angrily.

"A sick joke," added Ed.

"Well, I agree but what is it?"

"It's the cord from the vacuum cleaner that belonged to Joey's mother. David beat him with it a week or so before he killed his Mama. That's his blood on it. I don't know if you've seen them but that is the cause of the scars on his back. Excuse me, may I?" Chico asked. He needed to see how Joey was doing.

"Yes of course, down the hall first door on the left." Ed finished telling Lynn about the story behind the cord, as Chico went to try and comfort the little boy.

Chico came to the door and heard Stevie talking. "What's with you? They didn't leave already did they?" Joey wouldn't answer him.

"Hi Stevie." said Chico as he sat on the edge of Joey's bed. The boy, who lay face down on the bed didn't move or respond in anyway.

"Stevie, would you mind if I talked to Joey alone for a minute?"

"Sure, it's almost time for Walker Texas Ranger, anyway." Stevie left them alone, closing the door behind him.

"I'm so sorry Joey, I swear to you I had no idea that was in there. If I had I would have thrown it away. Are you ok?"

Joey didn't say anything.

"Joey, I know you're surprised and hurt by what just happened out there but I think you need to talk about it."

Still no response from Joey.

"Ok pal, I'm talking to you and I want you to sit up and listen to me, pronto," he stated firmly.

Joey wiped his eyes and turned to face his friend.

"There, that's better. I'd much rather look at your face than your backside when I talk to you." Joey had to smile in spite of himself.

"And a smile too, well I certainly hit the jackpot tonight."

"I'm sorry Joey, I wish now I'd have looked into the box before i brought it over, I knew David was a sick cruel man but that's beyond even what I thought he was capable of."

"Why Chico, why would David do that?"

"I wish I knew pal, but I'm still trying to figure out why he would beat you at all in the first place."

"Cause I'm bad, and sometimes I get sassy. I don't listen."

"Everyone does bad things sometimes, and everyone says things they sometimes wish they didn't but no on deserves to be beaten the way David beat you."

"But I was a brat, David said."

"Let's say this then, was I bad the day David did this," indicating his broken arm, "to me?"

"No, you were trying to help me."

"How about your Mama, was she bad? Did she deserve the black eye David gave her?"

"No! She was, she could never be bad, you take that back, Chico, take it back!" Joey was crying again he was so mad.

"Joey, it's ok I take it back." Chico pulled Joey to him with his good arm and hugged him tightly. "I just wanted you to see that whether you were good or bad had absolutely nothing to do with when or why David would do those terrible things. He was a cruel man who thought only of himself."

Chico moved Joey slightly so he could get his fresh handkerchief from his pocket. He dabbed Joey's eyes with it and gave it to him. "Blow. Are you ready to go back in the living room?"

"I don't wanna look in the box any more," Joey pleaded.

"You don't have to, it's empty anyway I think. Let's go have some cookies and visit a while before Ed and I have to leave ok?"

"No. Don't go. Please take me with you. I hate it here, I want to live with you, please?"

Jose let the tears that had formed in his eyes, at the thought of Chico leaving him here again, fall as he begged Chico to take him with to the garage.

"We've talked about this before Joey. I'd love to take you home with me and Ed but I can't. If the state would have let us keep you to begin with do you think I'd have ever let you leave us?"

Joey was still crying when Stevie returned to the room to get his spelling book.

"I just need my spelling then I'll get out of here." Joey slid off of Chico's lap.

"You crying again?! You do that every night, I told ya you'll get used to it here, everybody does." complained Stevie.

"I do not cry all the time, you mind your own business you stupid jerk!"

Joey reached out and shoved Stevie hard onto the floor.

"Joseph Eduardo Martine! You help him up and apologize pronto!" scolded Chico

Joey hesitated, although only for a second. Chico had threatened to spank him for misbehavior in the past and the look that Chico gave him at that moment, Joey wasn't so sure he wouldn't make good on his threat, cast or no cast.

Joey helped Stevie off the floor, and apologized. He was embarrassed that Chico had to get angry with him, especially after he had just begged to come live with him.

Joey couldn't bring himself to look at his friend. Chico lifted Joey's face to look into his own.

"Good boy, now let's go visit with your folks a while before I have to go, it's almost Ed's bedtime."

"It's almost whose bedtime?" asked Ed gruffly.

Chico and Joey turned toward the door to see Lynnae and Ed standing in the doorway.

"We heard the commotion and came to see if everything was ok."

"Yep, all settled, isn't it boys?" Chico announced.

"Yeah sure, everything's fine," Stevie said as he put his arm around Jose.

They all spent the remaining time together talking and laughing, but soon it was time to leave. As they drove away Chico could see Joey sitting in the windowsill waving as they drove away.

Chapter 41

Two days later Ed, being concerned for Chico's emotional state through all that had happened, came to Chico as he was trying to fix himself a sandwich, unsuccessfully, with one hand.

"Chico, can we talk for a minute?"

"Sure Ed, what's on your mind, besides your hat?"

"Ha ha Chico very funny, but I'm serious. Can we talk?"

"Sure Ed, I'm sorry, are you ok?"

"Yes I'm fine but I was thinking more about you."

"Aw Ed that's sweet but I'm feeling better every day. The Doc says I should have the cast off by Christmas."

"I'm glad but I was thinking more about emotionally, how are you?"

"I'm fine, no prob. Why do you ask, don't I act fine?"

"That's just it Chico, is it an act? You've been through so much since that kid came into our lives, I just worry about you.

"Well you don't have to Ed, I'm a grown man you know."

"Yes I know. But I-" Ed stumbled for the words he wanted, no, needed to say. "I love you, you're like a son to me and I don't want to see you hurt."

Ed moved to help Chico assemble his sandwich.

"I love you too Ed, but why do you think I'm gonna be hurt?"

"I've gotten to know you pretty well over the years Chico, and I know you were hoping Joey could live with us."

"Yeah well you're wrong, I just wanted him away from David, somewhere safe, that's all."

"There's a Spanish saying a dear friend of mine says, 'I don't belief you'," Ed tried to copy the accent that Chico had as he spoke. "I believe you wanted Joey to live with you."

"What's wrong with that? I didn't get to know my father till I was 24. What's wrong with me wanting to be a father?"

"Nothing, fatherhood is wonderful, I just don't want you to get your hopes up. Joey has a family now, he's safe."

"What's your point?"

"I'm not trying to tell you what to do, but Joey has a family now. I think all these visits back and forth are only upsetting you both. Joey thinking each time that he may be able to come home with you, and you moping around here after another visit has ended and Joey is still with the Elliot's.

"So you think I should stop visiting Joey, or are you trying to say you don't want him here anymore?"

"No. Stop putting words in my mouth! I love Joey too, I would love to have him here with us instead of some foster home, no matter how nice it is."

"Well what do you want? Tell me for God sakes."

"I want you to be honest with yourself, and me."

Chico threw his pbj sandwich onto the table. "Ok Ok, I love Jose Eduardo Martine and I wanted him to be my son. I wanted to be a Father to him. And I'm mad as Hell that he lives with the Elliot's when I think he belongs with us! There are you satisfied?!" Chico brushed away the few tears with the back of his hand.

"Yes I am. Just remember this Chico, it takes more than having a person's name to be a Father and son. You helped Joey when no one else could. There's a bond between you that nothing can break now. Anyone who has seen the two of you together can see that. No matter who adopts Joey, or where he goes, you are a part of his family and always will be. Just as you became a part of my family when you rode in here on that bike with that stupid smile on your kisser."

"I love you-Papa Ed. Thanks for worrying bout me."

"Eees my job man! That's what families do," said Ed as he helped himself to Chico's lunch. "Thanks for the sandwich," said Ed as he was eating. "Got any milk?"

"Get it yourself Pop." laughed Chico as he threw the hand towel at Ed.

It was two days before Thanksgiving when Chico heard from the Elliot's again. She called and asked to meet Chico for coffee at the diner where they first met to discuss Jose.

At 2:30 Lynnae pulled up in front of the diner, she could see Chico seated at the same table near the window and waved when they saw one another.

"I hope you don't mind, I took the liberty of ordering two coffees, would you like some pie or something to go with it?" he offered.

"No thank you Chico, with the holidays coming up I have to watch my figure."

"My girl Liz said that to me a while back too, is that something all woman say?" Chico laughed.

"Not all, but I would say most, I don't think there's a woman alive that would say she's happy with her figure."

"Well, I must say I was glad when you called. How is Joey doing?"

"Pretty good for the most part."

"What do you mean?"

"You know Stevie left last week. I think Joey misses him, and then there are the nightmares."

"Is he still having them? I thought they had quit?"

"They did until the incident with the cord and his Mama's box."

"He's not giving you guys the silent treatment again is he?"

"No, he talks, just not about what's bothering him. I know he has nightmares because he wakes up screaming. He's back in school now and has managed to get all caught up, so that's good."

"Can I ask, what did you do with all the stuff from the box?"

"Well I asked him if he wanted to keep the Bible in his room. He said yes, so it's on the table by his bed, as far as I know he hasn't touched it. I found a security type box with a key, and we put his Mama's keys, checkbook and his baby book in there. I thought I saw him put the key to the box in the Bible but I'm not sure, and his story book is under his pillow. I hate to even say this, but Joey has been leery of Josh from the beginning, but I'm afraid what happened shortly after you left that night has only aggravated the problem."

"Why, what happened?"

"Well, I shouldn't have kept that, that cord around. It's my fault I'm afraid. I couldn't bring myself to touch it so Charlie put it back in the now empty box. When Josh came home from his meeting I told him about what happened, he went to the box and picked up the cord, he was on his way to the trash can with it. We keep it out back on the patio off the kitchen. Unfortunately, to get to the kitchen you have to pass the open hallway that leads to Joey's room. I thought he was asleep or I would have asked Josh to wait, well any way, Josh was walking toward the hallway to get through the kitchen, and Joey was on his way into the kitchen for some water. He woke up and was thirsty. I don't think I have to tell you what happened next, Joey saw my husband standing there with that awful thing in his hand and he became hysterical. He thought for sure that Josh was gonna beat him with it, it took me 2 hours to get him calmed down."

"Oh how awful! You could have called me," Chico offered.

"We thought about it, I assure you but given what you had been through we decided against it, and Josh really wants to try and be a father to Joey, so he wanted us to handle it alone. No offense meant, Chico."

"None taken. I'm just glad that Joey has found such a good home." Chico tried to convince himself that what he had just said was the truth but what she had just said hurt.

"If you don't mind my asking, if you wanted to handle it alone, and obviously you were able to, why are you telling me this?"

"We know that you and Ed really love Joey, and you've both done so much to help him, I just didn't want you to hear it from anyone else first. Josh and I want to legally adopt Joey!"

Chico sat at the table absolutely dumbfounded by that announcement. He was sure his jaw was hanging to the floor.

"That's great I'm happy for you both and Joey." Chico tried to sound sincere but his heart was broken.

Lynnae and Chico talked a few more minutes, as Lynn told Chico she had made an appointment to see Attorney Garcia the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, which was this coming week.

Raul had just returned from a temporary leave of absence following back surgery and was not able to see Lynnae and Josh till 3pm that afternoon as he had much to catch up on. Chico offered to keep an eye on Joey after school that day until they were through.

"I hope you don't think that Josh and I are trying to take Joey away from you by adopting him, you are his family and always will be and Josh and I will continue to encourage that."

"Not at all, the boy needs a mother and a father, someone who can be a better father to him then David was. I know you'll take good care of him, but can I ask you one thing?"

"Yes of course."

"You will - love him won't you?"

"Oh yes we do already, I know it must sound odd to you, first I tell you how leery Joey is of Josh, and then I tell you we want to adopt him. But I promise you that both Josh and I, and of course Charlie, love Joey very much, and I know that with time and patience Joey will learn to love us too.

Chapter 42

It was a very different Chico who returned to the garage that afternoon, a fact not lost on Ed, Della, Louie or any of the regular customers who came to the garage.

"Hey Chico if your chin was any lower you'd be tripping on it, what's the matter baby?" inquired Della.

"Nothing Della just tired I guess."

"I just came over to invite you and Liz over for Thanksgiving, and I guess St. Grump of the Garage can come too."

"Thank you Della, have you mentioned it to Ed?"

"Yes and the old crank said, 'can I bring my stomach pump?' Della mocked in a cranky tone.

Even the impression of Ed didn't make Chico smile, all he said was "I'll see what Liz has planned, thanks again." The phone began to ring

"Excuse me uno momento Della."

"Ed Brown's garage, this is Chico, how can I help you?"

"I don't feel up to it tonight, love. Can I take a rain check?"

"No hon, just tired, I think I'm gonna turn in early, thanks for caring mi amor."

"I love you too Lizzie, bye."

Della couldn't help but over hear the conversation, at least half of it anyway and when Chico hung up she was quick to question him."

"Ok baby, I didn't mean to eavesdrop but I couldn't help it, you were talking to Liz right?"

Chico nodded as he turned to work on the nearby car.

"I take she wanted you to do something tonight, and you said no."

"Si aim cansado."

"Now I know something's wrong with you. You've never broken a date with Liz before."

"Della, I'm tired and that's all there is to it. I promised Ed I'd go to the parts store. I'll be back after a bit." With that Chico left the garage.

Hey, how's a guy supposed to take a nap around here with all this yelling?" Hollered Ed as he came down from his room.

"Sorry Ed, didn't mean to wake you. I'm just worried about Chico, but I think I may have overstepped."

"What in the sam hill are you babbling about Della?"

"I'm concerned about Chico, he seems so sad and I just heard him break a date with Liz. I'm afraid I upset him. He said he was going to the parts store."

"I know. He's been like that since he came back from lunch. I've been worried about him too especially where Joey is concerned. It's been hard on him since Joey's been in foster care."

Well I feel bad if I upset him, Ed please tell him I'm sorry. I'm off to the grocery store to get some things for our Thanksgiving dinner, we're having the traditional meal, but as far as dessert do you have a preference?"

"Yeah I prefer Liz make it."

"In that case you ole grouch you can just take whatever you get! and it might be poison!" Della whispered the last part. "If I don't see you before Thursday, which would be good, dinner is at 1:00."

Della was a little upset with Ed's attitude but she was more concerned about Chico's new mood. He was behaving more like Ed. It was only because she was sure that Ed was worried too that she didn't replace his teeth with her knuckles.

Chico had told Ed only that they were going to take care of Joey on Tuesday as the Elliot's had a meeting. He didn't want to upset Ed by telling him about the adoption, why ruin his holiday too. Ed was pleased to see Chico's whole demeanor change when Tuesday morning rolled around.

"Ed don't forget, Joey's coming over after school."

"I won't forget. It's good to see you smile again, maybe we should see if he can move in with us." Ed's joke stung but Chico was not about to get into that conversation, this was gonna be a wonderful day. Also, since Chico didn't know if the Elliot's had told Joey about their plans for his future yet he didn't want Ed or himself to be the ones to inadvertently spill the beans.

Ed and Chico were busy the entire day. Neither barely had a chance to sit down. Consequently the three o'clock hour arrived quickly and both the guys were glad to see Joey come into the garage with Lynnae and Josh.

"Hiya guys! I'm back, did ya miss me?" Joey yelled.

"Miss you? No not a bit," lied Chico. Joey, seeing his friend's smile, was not convinced

"Yeah well there's a Spanish saying I know," said Joey.

"What's that one?" asked Chico. Ed was curious too.

"I don't belief you," replied Joey in the same accent Chico used.

"Oh God not two of them. I have Chico in stereo!" groaned Ed

"Yes of coarse we missed you, you little goof." As he spoke he scooped Joey up into his arms, careful not to hurt him with the cast, and held him close.

"I hate to break up this reunion but we had better get to our meeting. Thank you so much for taking him for us. We'll be back as soon as we can."

"It's my pleasure, and please take your time!" urged Chico cheerfully.

For the next two hours Chico was his old self. He, Joey, and Ed laughed and worked together.

"So what ya been up to these days?" asked Chico, as he tried to find out how much his little buddy knew about what was going on around him.

"Not much, school mostly. Charlie ain't been feelin very good lately so I keep her company. She's pretty nice for a girl."

"She's been sick? That's too bad."

"Yeah not sick really, but her legs are bad. She's been in her chair more now then she used to, so she had to start therapy again. She said her legs were gettin stiff and achy."

"Oh. Well that's nice of you to keep her company," complimented Chico.

"Aw it's no big deal. I been alone before, it's no fun. Charlie wasn't always in a wheelchair, did you know that?"

"No I didn't," said Chico.

"What happened?" Ed was too curious not to ask.

"She was adopted by Lynn and Josh, her Dad backed over her with the car when he was drunk. He gave her up after that."

"Well it's a good thing she found the Elliot's," said Ed. "And you too, you're lucky too."

"Yeah I guess but I'd rather stay with you guys. The Elliot's are nice, even Josh, but they ain't you guys."

"Well at least your safe where you are," commented Chico. "Say, did you have any homework to do for tomorrow?" he asked, trying to change the subject before Joey asked again to be allowed to stay with Chico and Ed.

"No. We're just having a slough day tomorrow since it's almost Thanksgiving."

"A slough day, what in tarnation is a slough day?" grumped Ed.

"We do art projects for the holiday, and play games, and the best part-No homework!!!!!"

"No wonder kids today are getting so stupid!" argued Ed.

"Hey, I'm a kid today and I'm not stupid!"

"Don't mind Ed, He's just jealous cause he didn't have slough days when they went to school."

"They had school when you were my age?" Joey teased.

"Yeah we used rocks for desks, and we wrote with the chalk rocks you used to draw with. Smart aleck."

"Ed, kids need a break from time to time to give their minds a rest," Chico defended.

"Hey Ed I was only teasing you ya know. I think you're cool."

"I know Joey, I think you're pretty cool too."

As Chico and Joey were returning to the garage from Ed's room for a snack the Elliot's returned looking very pleased.

"Hi Joey, Chico, how'd it go?" asked Lynn.

"Fine. We had a great time," said Chico.

"Yeah, I love it here, can I stay longer, please???"

"No sweetie we have to get home and see how Charlie is feeling, but I have a surprise for you."

Chico felt a chill crawl up his spine. He knew what the surprise was and he just wasn't ready to hear it again, not this way, and as much as he wanted Joey to be happy and safe Chico didn't think he could bear to see Joey excited about the adoption.

"What?! What's my surprise?"

"Well I thought we could invite all of your friends here over for Thanksgiving, would you like that?"

"Really? Can we? That'd be great!!!

"Sure. Chico and you too, Ed. We'd love to have you. Can you come?" Before Chico could answer Jose piped up.

"Please guys. Please say you'll come. Chico, I promise I won't be snotty and mean to anybody. PLEASE?" Joey pleaded.

"Well Joey we were invited over to Della's for Thanksgiving, so I..."

Chico was glad to be able to decline the invitation. He just couldn't go over there yet.

"Can we ask Della too? Please, Lynn then they can all come, please?"

"I have a very hard time saying no to you. I'll call her tonight and I can get back to you, alright?" she looked from Chico to Ed.

"You can ask her right now she lives right next door. I'll go get her." Before anyone could object to his plan he was across the alley and knocking on the door to Della's office.

"Hiya Della, come over Lynn wants ya. Can you come for Thanksgiving?"

The eager boy asked as he pulled Della over to the garage.

"I'm coming baby, slow down before I fall."

Joey and Della came to stop in front of The Elliot's.

"Ask her ask her!"

"I will sweetie just calm down." Lynn laughed at her foster son.

"I understand that you have invited these gentleman to your home for Thanksgiving."

"Yes, well one gentleman and one grouch, but yes I have."

"Well I was wondering if you three would consider changing your plans and joining the four of us for the holiday? Since it's Joey's first holiday with us I know it would mean a great deal to him to have all of you there."

"Well I don't mind if the guys want to have Thanksgiving with you, but you don't need me tagging along."

"Nonsense! You're a friend of Joey's too and he wants you there as well, as I'm sure you noticed," said Lynn as she glanced at Della and the young boy who still held tightly to her hand. "Please say you will all come."

"Sure we'd be glad to," Ed interrupted enthusiastically.

"Yea!!!!!!!" yelled Joey as he jumped up and down. He ran from one person to another until he had hugged everyone, even Josh, who was totally surprised but pleased.

Chico's mood was much the same as before Joey's visit. He was glad for any opportunity to see the little boy he had grown to love but somehow the thought of seeing him as a soon to be adopted member of the Elliot's family was more than Chico could bear. For the first time that he could ever remember, Chico dreaded the coming holiday.

"Don't stick out your can cause your garbage man is on a holiday." sand Louie as he entered the garage that Thanksgiving morning.

"Mornin Ed, Chico. I just came by to wish you both a happy Thanksgiving. I'm heading over to the Shady Pines, to help serve dinner over there. Della asked me to her house with you all but I'd already made these plans. Are you two going to Della's?"

"We were Louie, but the Elliot's, Joey's foster family, invited the three of us over there for Joey's first holiday as a member of their family," explained Ed.

"I can't find my papa's watch, Ed. I'll be right back." Chico retreated to his apartment to avoid the rest of the conversation.

Della came in the garage carrying a large bowl. "Happy Thanksgiving Louie, Ed. Where's Chico?"

"He's looking for his Dad's watch, he'll be right out, what's in the bowl?" asked Ed.

"It's my famous cranberry salad, I thought I should contribute something to the meal."

"Well you all have a beautiful day and I'll see ya bright and early tomorrow... Don't stick out your …" As Louie's song faded into the distance Chico came from his apartment.

Meanwhile at the Elliot's the house was buzzing with activity. Lynnae was basting the turkey, Josh was getting the good china from the hutch, and Joey and Charlie were setting the table.

"Charlie, ya can't put Chico there, he has to use that arm to eat with, cause of the cast, he and Ed will bump each other."

"Okay, how should I do it then? I know, I'll put you here between them how does that sound?"

"Cool, thanks Charlie."

When all the china was out of the hutch, Josh went in the kitchen to help his wife. She was just shutting the oven door when he came in.

"You look more beautiful now than you did the day I married you," he boasted of his wife.

"Thanks, I must have been a sight on our wedding day if that's the case."

"You were beautiful then and your still beautiful, how are you feeling? Are you anxious?" asked Josh as he rubbed his wife's shoulders.

"I can't wait to share our exciting news with everyone today. I'm so glad that they were all willing to be here today. They will be here soon, will you stir the gravy while I change clothes please?"

"Okay, my sweet."

Just as Lynnae was returning to the kitchen there was a knock on the door.

"Josh would you get that please, I know Joey probably wants to but he's working on a surprise for the table."

Josh greeted all the guests took their coats and offered them seats in the living room. Before long the football game was on and the room was alive with football fans. Della escaped to the kitchen with her salad to offer her thanks for the invitation, as well as a hand with dinner.

Charlie was in Joey's room helping him finish his surprise. He had made little nameplates with cartoon turkeys in caricatures of his friends and family so everyone would know where to sit. Charlie offered to set them around so Joey could visit with his friends before dinner.

"Hey guys, you're here!!!"

"Did you think we wouldn't come, I don't like to eat my cooking all the time," said Ed. Joey squeezed in between Chico and Ed on the sofa.

"When ya gonna get that cast off Chico?" inquired Joey.

"In a couple more weeks. I go to the doctor on Monday and find out for sure. I'll have it off by Christmas for sure."

"Well hello baby, come give me some loving," Della greeted Joey.

"Hiya Della! I'm glad you're here." He ran and hugged his other friend. "Come on and meet Charlie, uh you don't wanna call her Charlotte or she'll try and tear your head off, trust me I know."

"I take it you called her Charlotte?"

"Just once. That was enough."

"Charlie, this is Della. She owns the garage where Chico and Ed work."

"Hiya the name's Charlie, so you're the boss lady huh? It's nice to meet a gal who knows how to be the boss."

Della stifled a laugh.

"You've always known someone who can boss Charlie, you're plenty bossy," said Joey.

"Why, you little smart aleck, when I get my hands on you, your gonna be gummin your turkey!"

Before Joey had time to react Charlie had grabbed him and pulled him on her lap.

"No fair I wasn't ready! Della help!"

"No way baby you're on your own with this one, kiddo." As Della left the room she could hear Joey laughing as Charlie continued to tickle him.

"It sure is good to hear that boy laugh again," commented Della as she entered the kitchen. "Can I help you with anything?"

"Everything is ready, if you would call everyone to the table, we can eat," said Lynnae."

"Dinners ready," called Della.

Everyone was pleased with their place cards and told the artist so. After Josh offered the blessing plates and bowls of delicious food were passed back and forth till everyone had their plates full.

The group talked and laughed throughout the meal. After the meal they played Trivial Pursuit, and Kings Corner. Charlie played the piano a bit and as a surprise to all but Chico, even Ed played a few songs.

"Ed, I didn't know you knew how to play the piano!" declared Joey in surprise.

"Sure, there more to me than just fixin cars kiddo. I used to be a hoofer in vaudeville too."

"No way, you were never a horse!"

Everyone laughed at this comment, no one harder than Chico as he yelled, "Neigh"

"A hoofer is a dancer not a horse. I was a tap dancer in vaudeville, that was a stage show where people performed on stage." With that, Ed did a dance number he used to do. When he had finished everyone applauded.

"That was wonderful Mr. Brown, you are very good."

"Please call me, Ed."

"Ok Ed, you are a wonderful dancer. Does anyone care for some pie and coffee?" offered Lynnae.

"Charlie made the pie, she's become a very good cook and baker. It has been a blessing to have her here," said Josh proudly as they all had dessert.

"And speaking of blessings, we have a surprise for all of you. It concerns our newest blessing, Jose, also known as Joey," added Lynn.

Chico began to fidget uncomfortably in his chair, and when he looked over at Joey he looked almost frightened. There was something about his expression, or maybe it was just his imagination because he knew what their surprise was, but Chico had to fight the desire to pick up Joey and run till no one could find them.

"We visited with a lawyer this week, Raul Gomez, concerning our wish to make Jose's home with us a permanent one. We want to adopt him," said Lynnae.

"Chico did you know about this?" questioned Ed.

Chico could only nod as he felt a lump beginning to rise in his throat.

He felt Joey's small hand take hold of his own.

"Well no wonder you have been so sad and upset lately," guessed Della.

"Chico, I'm sorry if our wanting to adopt Joey has hurt you," offered Lynnae consolingly.

"Well what could I say? All I ever wanted was for Joey to be loved and safe, you two have more to offer him than I can no matter how I feel about Joey. I know that's the truth."

"Well apparently there's someone who would disagree with you. May I?" asked Lynn as she pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket.

Chico simply nodded.