He said to me with a soft expression, "You can call me Julian, or even Dad, if we get to that stage." We may never get to that stage, I thought to mys...lf. Not because I didn't think of him as a father, but because I could barely believe that such a man could have created me. He looked like something from the gods, while I just look like a regular boring human. "Okay, Julian,"I said softly as he started the car. The engine came to life, and soon we were speeding down the highway. When we'd been. "What about Mom?" Why don't you tell her tonight? I'm willing to bet you that she'll be pretty happy too," Brent said confidently.Brent was right. Bonnie was in tears as Tim told her about Brent's desire to make him his "official son." When they had finished a long conversation, Tim handed to phone to Brent."Darling, I can't tell you how much I love you. You are so incredible. Tim is a very happy boy, I can tell you. Why didn't you tell me you wanted to adopt him?" she asked finally."I thought. Shall I book for Saturday evening?" She nodded enthusiastically."Sounds great, James. Yes please."We were back at my house now. I went to the kitchen and asked if she wanted wine or coffee."Wine please James. I have the feeling that your serious discussion is going to need it." Before I got the bottle out of the fridge, I picked up the sheet I had printed off and went through to the conservatory."I'll get the wine, but in the meantime, would you read this article?" I vanished back to the. I'd have to make a biggereffort to attend church on Sunday mornings after my future Saturdayperformances.I would have gladly slept all day if Emily hadn't come over and jumped onmy bed after she got home from church. We had family coming over thisevening for a small party to celebrate Mom's birthday, and Emily wanted tospend some time with me before they started showing up.After taking a shower to help wake me up we collapsed on the couch inSarah's room."Tell me all about it!" she said.