Date: Thu, 1 Jan 2009 22:44:15 -0600
From: Darrin <Djthomas4@charter.net>
Subject: Dylian II Part 1

Dylian
A New Beginning
Chapter 1


	Returning to my childhood home after many years proved more
difficult than I imagined.  Nevertheless, the ladies did a terrific job of
turning the old cold house into a warm friendly place. Gone were the dull
colors and plaids, replaced with bright earth tones and enlarged windows.

        My boys' eyes grew huge at the beckoning sight, I never saw
children so awe struck as mine.

        Patty informed us a light lunch would be served in an hour.

        Although I had pressing work, I wanted the youngsters to feel at
home.  Therefore I said,

         "Guys, feel free to explore your new surroundings, however three
areas are off limits, your rooms on the second floor plus our house
manager's apartment behind the kitchen.  Never go there without her
permission.  It belongs to her!"

         Dylian answered for them both, stating

        "We understand, we will respect her space!"

	My little one asked,

         "Daddy, where is your office, we don't want to disturb you."

	"Sweetie, listen to me, you come first in my life!  I don't care
whether I am on the phone with the Queen of England, if you wish to tell me
about a spelling test or a TV show, I would put her on hold!"

	"Yeah!  But, will you get upset when I forget?"

	 Smiling, I embraced him

	"No, Little Prince, never!  Now, there are two doors on the second
floor, one belonging to each of you.  You mustn't open either, I trust you
won't.  Donnie intends to show you what's in them later this
afternoon. Alright?"

	"'k!  If I start on the top floor, working my way down, I don't
think I could reach the second, until after dinner anyway!"

	We laughed at my compact dynamo's excitement.

	{}Yes Dad, I can't believe the woodwork in this place.  May I ask
you some questions?  I have so many I don't know where to start!  Wow, I'm
unable to get over the fact I actually live here!  This is so amazing!{}

	"I shall attempt to answer all of them, however, there exists a
book, our family kept, detailing all the modifications.  I need to add all
the new ones, let's search for it."

	{}Yes, please!{}

	"Si loves the way old structures look, particularly, the fancy
things people add to them.  May I search by myself for a bit?"

	"Dylian, it's your home, go anywhere, except those three off
limited locations.  Being on your own, perhaps you'll uncover something, I
never did."

	 My happy youngest hugged and kissed us after which he took off.
Then, I walked down the hall to the library with my middle child.

	"Son, so you like architecture.  This building is rich in history,
you will enjoy unearthing all its secrets.  It contains a special secret
passage, which I literally fell into, at your age.  The stairwell leads
from the kitchen to the third floor.  But, I'm not going to show it to you,
you need to ferret it out on your own."

	My teen's smile was worth a million dollars!

          When we reached the library, I thought my boy would pass out from
sheer joy.  He kept looking around, spinning, turning, pulling out all the
books.  He displayed this goofy grin.

	{}Dad, are these all authentic or some fake, as in the movies, to
fill the shelves?{}

	"No, each is real, even better, they belong to you!"

	  {}WHAT, ALL MINE!  There must be over a thousand hard covered
volumes in here!  Owning even one would make me feel great!  But, to
possess them all, boggles my mind!{}

	  "Listen to me carefully, Young Man, whatever I own belongs to
you!  While you might not have a use for everything at any one time, such
as the cars, they remain yours.  Being a family means sharing our assets
however, also, carrying out our own tasks.  Once we get settled, I expect
you and your younger brother to keep your rooms orderly, clean up after
yourselves and do your absolute best in school!  It's not too much to
request, right?"

            Simon nodded yes.

            "Respecting each other is another responsibility.  Knock when
you want to enter someone's room, ask before borrowing something not
your's.  These make sense, right.  You may take any item from our library
without asking, simply return it to its place, when finished.  Carefully
handle anything you borrow, all are much older than you!  Now, let me find
the house log!"

            I scanned the shelves until I discovered the thick item I was
looking for.

            "I found it!  Son, this diary goes back to the very beginnings
of our home.  Every change, addition, appears such as the installation of
indoor plumbing and the hookup of electricity. Take it with you while you
explore the building or read through it first!"

	{}Well, my cane makes it hard to carry the journal around.  May I
leave it here and refer back to it whenever I want to look anything up?
Would it be alright with you?{}

	"Sweetie, of course!"

	{}Dad, it says here the mansion originated in eighteen hundred
eighty-nine, with the west and east wings constructed later.  Not mentioned
is why they were added!  Oh, yes, the carriage house went up seven years
afterwards, which included the driver's quarters above it.  Nicky lives
there, right?{}

	"Yes!  However, the garage replaced the original structure around
nineteen twenty."

	{}Hmm, it notes, at the same time, the maids' quarters obtained
radiators.  So, where is it now?"{}

	"WOW, you rock at this!  I never heard of that particular
accommodation.  However, as I indicated earlier, I found a hidden stairwell
from the kitchen to the third floor. Perhaps, the upper level served in
such a capacity!"

	{}No!  Here, on this page, it talks about the nanny's room and
nursery in that location. A "Mrs. Stanley's" family occupied the complete
second story.  Her husband wrote a single passage, which I quote "I want
them gone!"  Not an endorsement for peace!  Oh, Dad, how kewl!  Thanks!{}

	"You are very welcome, now go "snoop" around!  The book will be
here forever for your perusal.  In fact, why not scan it into the computer
to preserve the volume for all times!"

	{}Awesome!  What a great idea.  Okay, let me look for Dylian to
find out what he uncovered!{}

	Climbing the grand staircase, my teen seemed impressed with the
attention to detail of the mill work.  Soon, he discerned a muffled
sniffle, which he knew emanated from his younger sibling.  Turning a
corner, he saw the little fellow sitting on the floor leaning back against
a door.

	{}Hey, Dude, what's wrong?{}

	"I became scared.  This place is so huge, I couldn't find my way
back down to Daddy.  The sign over there says it's my bedroom, but I'm..."

	{}Oh, Buddy, you gave up too soon!  Come on, let me show you the
way back.{}

	Holding out his hand, my fifth-teen year old helped his sibling up
then guided him to my office. The compact cellist smiled again.  Once he
saw me, he rushed over, before his waterworks unleashed.

	"Hey, what's wrong, Little Prince?  Why the tears?"

	"I got lost!  I wanted see to you!"

	"Sorry, Precious, how about we explore together until you feel
comfortable.  I realize our home is enormous, in fact, a bit daunting.  I
recall, one time, I left Miles in my suite, during a sleepover.  I waited
for him in the kitchen, where we planned to meet.  When, after an hour, he
hadn't shown up I found him asleep on the third floor.  How he went up one
level remains a mystery!  I teased him unmercifully about the incident for
ages, so stop feeling guilty.  Now, let's take a couple of trips to your
room, the kitchen and other areas of importance.  Let me point out where I
sleep so should you need me at night you can find me.  Remember, until you
know your way around, keep your phones with you, thus if you get lost
you'll be to call for help."

	Dylian felt better about becoming disoriented, until I mentioned
the cells.

	"I am so stupid!  It was in my pants, why didn't I use it?"

	{}STOP!  Never again say such a thing!  You forgot, because you
were scared!  Don't worry, we won't let anything happen to you here!{}

	Getting up, I heard a beep.  While answering, Simon showed my
youngest the log.

	"Hello?"

	"Mr. Thomas, Devon Skys here,... I found her!"

	"You're kidding, after all this time!  I have no clue how I will
handle it, at this point!"

	{}Dad, what are you talking about?{}

	"Hang on!"

          Turning to my fifteen-year-old, I explained,

          "Son, this call concerns a car I wanted for several years.  But,
I told myself with the two of you now in my life, I need to cut back on
acquiring more vehicles.  This one isn't necessary!"

           Returning to my caller, I stated,

           "My friend, my life drastically changed since we spoke last, so
I intend passing on it!"

	{}No, Dad, go for it!{}

	"Yeah, Daddy, I don't want to hold you back from something you
dreamed about forever."

	"Alright, boys.  Buddy, tell me where and how much?!"

	"Sounds like you found something else of great importance!  She is
down on the south side of Chicago.  The owner priced the beauty at one
hundred fifty grand.  How shall I proceed?"

	"Are you sure it's the 288 GTO not the 308 GTB?"

	"Yes, I double checked.  The numbers match up, of more important,
the documentation is in order.  It's an eighty four model with under six
thousand miles of use.  What next?"

	"Well, my sons urge me to go for it.  After all, I desired this
baby for years!  Fine, make the offer.  Keep me posted, I want this one!"

	Upon hanging up, I sat there thinking about the conversation.  If
the owner accepts my proposal, I become the proud possessor of a banner
Ferrari 288 GTO, one of my dream autos.  I have been after this hottie for
years.  They rarely surface in such mint condition and almost never with
such low mileage. It pleased me my boys insisted I act!

	The three of us took a quick tour, which included showing my
musician how to get from his room to mine and the kitchen.

           After lunch, we resumed our exploration.  My excited
nine-year-old began to lead, as his confidence returned.  We continued our
quest until the hour approached to prepare for our dinner party.


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