I also became less and less, a figure at my own home. I was spending afternoons after school, and many weekends, helping Janice at their home, with he...r housework. I tended the babies, so that she could go out shopping alone, to have some free time, for herself.What was important for my development at that time was my infatuation for them, as a family. Janice became my role model.With them in my life, I finally saw the light shining at the end of the tunnel, and my mother could do nothing about. "But I had agreed to take Carly, my 14-year-old daughter, and Paul, my 11-year-old son, to Newport Beach to see the Tall Ships that Saturday. Sunday we had planned our regular monthly trip up to Apple Valley to see my wife's mother. You take the bad with the good, sometimes.So I had snuck back in after catching a fast food meal to work quietly at my desk. Now what? I couldn't leave our department without walking past her office. From the sounds I could hear, she must still be in there. . I was walking past the lower complex windows when i heard moaning, I slow my steps down to crawl tryining not to break any branches in the dark. The light from the window was from the soft glow of about 8 candles lit in the room. I very quietly knelt down and below the open window and peeked in. I thought sure they would hear my heavy breathing or the sound of my heart beating in my chest that sounded like a frieght train in my head. As i lifted my head up to peek in the blind was open . The Wizard was busy stacking books on the floor when the bell on his door rang making him jump and sending several of the tomes flying in the air.James saw the old man on hands and knees gathering up several books."They rejected me. They didn't even give me a chance.The old man stood up placing the books he had gathered upon the counter."Maybe they simply aren't ready to accept you young man." But why they haven't even got to know me. I don't understand why."The Wizard moved over to the.