I rushed out the door to the hospital, with the Mini I have been making two trips a day now!

It was amazing to see the progress Jim made. He could concentrate on the paper for a few minutes at a time and his speech improved daily.

Jim glanced up smiling then laughed as I walk in with Chocolate Oliver's, I must break them for him but we get by, he is getting stronger every day.

"Abigail" Jim looked up from the paper, he was reading small sections now as I massaged his shoulders.

"Yes sir, sorry Jim" I giggled and he slid his glasses down his nose, watching me as moved around and sat on the chair beside him.

"I need to tell you something" Jim was being quite serious and I sat forward, ready "I have been keeping something from you and now, well I hate that I have had to. They will be back soon, I need you to know luv"

"Well I'm sure it's alright you have your reasons and remember, I'm only the housekeeper, not like I'm really your daughter, now is it" I smile brightly at him and pat his hand.

"Abigail, that's the whole point, you are like a daughter, before all this and especially now, all this time you have looked after this old man I wish..... I am so happy you felt comfortable enough, that you pretended to be my daughter, you're a brilliant girl. I always wanted a daughter" Jim pulled me up on the bed beside him, I sat on the edge, the nurse would surely be upset it was a big no-no to sit on the hospital beds. "So I need to tell you this and you're not to yell or scream or pout, ok"

"Yes Jim" I smile and try to placate him, he seems on edge and worried about this. He doesn't need any worries so I will be on my best behaviour for him.

"Abigail, this is about Ramone" Jim rolls his eyes on saying his sons' name then makes sure to hold my hands in his, he has very good mobility in them now.

"Oh yes, Mister Ramone and Bill, Manuel and Geo" I smile "I chat with them most days, they seem very close. I'm sure they are happy together"

"Hmmmm, happy together"

"You know love comes in many forms and I'm no one to judge" I looked out the window as I spoke, suddenly Jim laughed into his hand. 

I turned around and watched him, he was getting so much better "You're a good da to not hate him for being, ummm, homosexual"

Jim's eyes widen and he starts smacking his leg and chortles with laughter, I worry he might have a turn going off so much. I stand and look at him a moment as he giggles and calms, then starts the giggles all over again.

"Jim calm down" I hold his hand in mine "da?"

"Abigail you're a right laff you are. Those boys aren't that what you said! Homosexual my lord, Abigail!" Jim watched me as I watched him, paused for seconds still recovering his composure, I frowned.

"My boy, Ramone isn't Ramone, they are the Beatles, luv. Ramone is Paul McCartney. I'm his dad Jim McCartney. Bill is John Lennon, Geo George Harrison, Manuel well that'll be Richard, Ringo. The Beatles, luv"

I sat and.... just, well, just sat, not moving, not taking my eyes off Jim. He was calmed down now and the worry etched on his face of what I was going to do or say stared back at me. I was mute, staring through the poor man, quite upset inside, not that I had had the Beatles almost in the palm of my hand so to speak but because da, Mister James thought I was that much of a blabber mouth that I was not trusted with his big secret.

I stood up and walked out the door.

"Abigail, come back here and sit down luv"

I walked away. 

I wasn't sure what was going on but I would find out the truth, Jim would have to cool his heels while I figured out how to take his distrust of me and that ruse of his son's.