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He had never seen his mother so upset and angry, at least not that he could remember, he covered his head with a blanket and cried his self to sleep, as quietly as he could, feeling afraid of his mother for the first time in his life. James was afraid to speak for the rest of the two day drive, ending in san diego California, where his grandparents lived. Unsure of what was going on or where he was, and why he had not seen his father in days, but the lashing he took in the car and the fear and hurt that he felt was fresh in his mind so he did not dare ask any questions. As he met his grandparents for the first time he was couscous but warmed up to them quickly, they were hugging and kissing him, wanting to talk to him, it seemed he had there full attention, his mind felt at ease quickly and a sense of comfort came to him, he felt important, all of the attention seemed to be on him and thoughts of his mother and father left his mind quickly. who are these people he thought, but he didn't care, he felt loved. But this was short lived, the visits seemed to get shorter and farther apart, and it seemed like only months until James, his sister and mother moved again, and the visits stopped. His mother working all the time to support two children on her own, had no choice but to leave her children unattended most of the time, free to roam the neighborhood, free to make choices five and seven year olds should not be allowed to make. James always seemed to have a positive attitude, always smiling and going out of his way to help others, always seeking some type of recognition, needing others to tell him he was special, chasing the way he felt when he met his grandparents but never seeming to find it. He started spending time with the man that lived below them, about fifty five or sixty years old, over weight and in a wheelchair, James would talk to him for what seemed like hours every day and as they became friends James began to spend time with this man inside his apartment, helping him do things, getting him drinks and cleaning up for him, he felt like he had a friend, the man was nice and said nice things, making James feel good about who he was, until one day the man did the unthinkable, he talked James into giving him oral sex, James barely even five years old and not wanting to lose his knew friend did what he was asked, but knew it was wrong, he was afraid, and felt ashamed, he did not want anyone to know, so he never told a soul, he felt betrayed by a man he thought cared about him, so he never went to the mans apartment again, and would even avoid going home if the man was sitting outside.