Re: CSI- NY " Danvale Case".
Full apology to my readers. Yes, this story is dragging. I'm trying to not post the Halloween story till Halloween. So I've just been throwing in little epi's.
I will make it up to you all on Halloween.
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When they arrived at home Claire stomped up the stairs.
"I'll check on her, you take Gary. Give him a snack."
"Aww...come on Stel. I don't want to give him a snack. I'll be wearing it."
"Stop complaining Mac. Honestly I swear you are worse then the kids."
Walking into the kitchen Mac sat Gary in his highchair. Grabbing the cookie jar he took out two cookies and poured a cup of milk. Placing it on Gary's little table, he said...
"No throwing your cookies Gary. You eat them nice."
Looking at his daddy innocently, he reached for a cookie and stretched it out to his daddy.
"Ite daddy?"
"No thank you Gary. You eat it."
With Gary quietly eating his snack. Mac started the hamburg for the sloppy joes. He knew this was going to be a messy one. Which is why he couldn't understand why Stella insisted on things Gary could make a mess with.
Frying up the burger, Mac set it aside and placed the buns on low for toasting. Then mixing he sauce into the burger, he placed it all in the skillet on low.
"Remind me to change my shirt before we eat Gary. I wouldn' want you to toss anything on my suit."
Gary giggled. He thought his daddy was funny.
"Uppy daddy?"
Walking over Mac picked his son up in his arms.
"Let's go get you changed. Do you have to go potty?"
"No daddy. No potty, pleeeese."
Carrying his son upstairs to his room, he changed him and headed back down the stairs.
"Mac!!!!"
"What is it love?"
"She won't talk. She said she has nothing to talk about."
"She's most likely still upset with you for making her say sorry to Tommy. Why don't I talk to her."
"I guess. But don't force her to talk if she don't want to."
"I know that Stel. Don't worry, she'll be fine."
Knocking on her door, he got no response.
"Claire. May I come in?"
"Why daddy? I don't want to talk."
"Come on sweetheart. You'll feel better if you talk about your day. I promise not to ask you any questions. You can do all the talking. I'll just listen."
Hearing the click of the lock, the door slowly opened. Walking in, he found Claire sitting on the floor doing a huge puzzle.
"Hey Claire bear. May I help?"
"Sure daddy."
Sitting down on the floor beside her, he picked up a puzzle piece.
"So...how was your day at school? If I remember right wasn't today your first day of band?"
"It was daddy. The teacher was very surprised when I played the guitar. She said I had talent. So I told her my dad taught me everything I know."
Mac smiled. If their was anything he passed on to his children. It was a love for music.
"Well that sounds like a good start to the day. What happened after music?"
"I had math. The teacher made me sit in the hall though."
"She did? What for?"
"Cause Tommy threw pieces of eraser bits at me again. So I turned around and told him to piss off. Then the teacher sat me in the hall with a warning."
"Claire. Where did you hear that word?"
"The older kids daddy. They say it all the time. I didn't know it was bad till Mrs.Kelsy told me."
"Didn't you explain to her that Tommy was throwing things at you?"
"She didn't give me a chance daddy. She sent me right out to the hall. She said she didn't want to hear anything from me. That I was to sit quietly in the hall till lunch."
"Are you telling me she wouldn't you explain why?"
"Yes daddy. That's why I'm so mad. Tommy's been pushing me all day. I hate him daddy. I really wish he would stop bugging me."
Mac was a little concerned himself. He couldn't figure why the teacher wouldn't listen to both sides.
"I'll tell you what Claire. In the morning mommy and I will come to school with you and talk to your teacher."
"Honest daddy?"
"Mhmm..I promise. Do you know why?"
"Why daddy?"
"Well...I would like to know why she wouldn't listen to your complaint. I think it's very important we find out why. Don't you?"
Getting up she hugged her daddy tight.
"Thank you daddy. Thank you for believing me."
"Aww...always Claire bear. Always daddy will listen and believe you with anything you have to say. Now how about we go eat before Gary decides to throw our dinner on the floor."
Taking his daughter by the hand. They walked together downstairs.