We were driving in the car the other day. We were in a sketchy area of town. The conversation was casual and the kids were singing out loud to the songs playing from CA Cop's iPod. It was so cute to hear Shasta try his best to form the words quickly enough to keep up with the songs. Wanting to share in the moment of sheer parental joy I reached out for CA Cop's hand. When I sensed some hesitation in his response I looked down at his hand. It was resting on his pistol. He literally looked down at the gun, back at my hand, then back at the gun as he watched himself release it. The gun remained on his thigh and he gently took my hand.
No words were exchanged. I looked up at his handsome features.
Thats right, sweetheart, just relax and hold my hand.