Aimee glanced over at Gene. He sat like a statue on the other end of the couch. “You don’t approve?” she asked when Drew and hew new fiance had left the room.
“Hmm” he said absently as if his mind was elsewhere.
“I thought you liked Caleb” she said “I thought you and he were good friends.”
“We were. We are. It’s just…weird,” he grunted shaking his head “isn’t he a little old for her. I mean he may not be from this dimension but he’s already lived a lifetime.”
Aimee scooted closer to him on the couch “age is just a number. What does it matter?”
Taking her hand he gave her his trademark smirk “you’re not just saying that because we’re at that indeterminate age where we’re not as young as we wish we were.”
“Are you worried about what Robert would think?” she asked knowing how serious Gene took his responsibility of raising his brother’s children.
“Robert would love Caleb” Gen shook his head “it’s just I wish Robert were here. He’s missed so much of his kids lives. Things I know he would have enjoyed if he had been given the chance.” He sighed looking away “what if I’m not good enough?”
“Gene you have nothing to worry about. Robert would never have entrusted his kids into your capable hands if he didn’t think you could do it. Besides Drew loves you,” Aimee squeezed his hand “you may not be her dad and it may not be the same without him. She still needs you. Still loves you.”
Turning to face her he pulled her close “you’re right as always.”
Standing Aimee took his hand tugging a little “Of course I am. Now let’s go and congratulate the happy couple.”
If Aimee thought Gene was bad when he walked Drew down the aisle he was twice as bad when it was his own daughters. Always worrying and hoping his children would be happy. He just couldn’t help it. It was who he was.