CHAPTER 1
Gary Gunn's parents had their unhappy marriage annulled when he was fourteen and that pushed Gary further into the social mire because neither parent really wanted him and he kept losing friends because he kept changing his schools as his parents shifted about, both looking for their new life and seeking to remarry wisely.
Garry's position in life improved when his mom, with whom he was living at the time, abandoned him to go south with a guy who promised her riches when his ailing and wealthy mother died. Marion had left Gary with a thousand bucks as living expenses and to pay the rent for the tiny apartment and told him when the money was about run out to call his father for parental support.
Phil visited his son after the SOS call and was appalled to find how thin and abandoned-looking16-year old Gary had become, cutting back on spending on food and clothing to eke out his money for as long as possible.
"God look what your mother and I have done to you," his dad said, almost weeping.
But Phil had found a great job as his boss was taken a keen interest in him, believing Phil's claim he'd never married and so Phil faced a crisis and was unsure about what to do with the kid. He called his sister 600 miles away and lied that he was down on his luck and wondered if she could look after her nephew Gary for a few weeks to ease the load on Phil.
"I haven't seen Gary for at least seven years," she said, stalling. "What's he like?"
"He's great kid, friendly with a pleasant outgoing manner and gets great grades at school. If you asked me to describe him in one word Annie I'd say 'Loveable'. You and Andrew would regard him as a joy to have around you."
Gary arrived on the bus at Silverstream and was met by Aunt Annie who was shocked at the state of the malnourished and disheveled kid but at least she found he was clean and smelt okay.
Without thinking she said, "Why are your parents not looking after you better?"
"Because I'm not living with them."
"Why not?"
"Because they don't want me."
"Oh god," Annie said and hugged the abandoned teenager and wept. To her astonishment, Gary attempted to calm her.
Annie who worked as a receptionist at a medical center took Gary to the center on the way home and had him examined.
Dr Judith Wells smiled and told Annie, "You have worried needlessly. He's fine but has been eating poorly, mainly tinned food and packets of biscuits. Feed him what you eat Annie and when you see the energy beginning to flow from him put him on a bike or get him running around the park and you'll soon witness a minor miracle."
Annie and Hogan had been unable to have children and Hogan, an architect, arrived home that evening and listened to his wife relate Gary's story and he shared her dismay and said some people didn't deserve children.
"Would you like to adopt him? I only had a few minutes with him be seems a likeable kid although far too skinny to be called healthy."
Annie said, "Well he needs love and proper care and if we can't provide it he would be better off in an institution for homeless children.
"Annie for god's sake, we can care for him and love him."
"Well I was treading carefully because I'm aware of your views on adoption."
"Yes that this is different, Gary is your kin."
"You deserve a big fat kiss," Annie said, going to her husband.
Annie and Hogan took Gary to Hogan's old high school where they were warmly welcomed by the school principal who was called by the office clerk when seeing Mr Smart arriving with his wife and a boy. Hogan was a supporter of the school and had designed the school's new gymnasium and then the new school library and media center that had become the envy of other schools.
The school contacted the last school Gary had been attending and he was placed in the 10th grade.
At lunch on the first day a group of boys from Gary's class talked to find about his history and was thwarted by his renitence to reveal many details and one of the guys called him 'Bones' and that name stuck for the remainder of his time at that high school.
With improved nutrition, and being quite tall and light in body weight, Gary was soon identifying as one of the fastest sprinters at the school and the track coach grabbed him and placed Gary into an accelerated training program. Gary also quickly became a class standout in math and grammar and some classmates began calling him at home to consult about homework problems and much to Annie's delight some of those kids began arriving to see Gary.
One evening Gary took coffee into Hogan's study and watched his foster dad sketching.
"Do you know what I'm doing right now?"
"Adding shadow to that structure to visually define the object, thus creating the illusion of a third dimension. It also indicates the origination and direction of the dominant light."
Hogan was hugely surprised.
"Do you know about drawing?"
"Not much but I sketch a bit and have done a lot of reading about it because art interests me."
"Can you show me something of your work?"
"I've nothing here but have something finished at school."
"Then bring it home and show me. I'd like to see something you've drawn."
Gary scratched his head.
"Is there a problem with me asking you to do that?"
"Well it's locked in one of the display cases in the main entrance lobby."
Hogan turned back to his work and said casually he'd drop in sometime and take a look at it. He avoided working for a moment or two until his hands steadied. He didn't know what to think, the kid must be some kind of genius. Only the crème-de-la-crème of art went in those glass cabinets and exhibits were almost always the work of senior students.
The Smarts had given Gary a bike and after he left for school next morning, Hogan said to Annie, "Let's leave ten minutes early and you follow me to the school. There's something I wish to show you?"
"Well providing it won't make me late. What is it?"
"I have no idea, but something good."
"Hogie please don't run me around..."
"Please darling, just humor me. Just be prepared to be blown away."
Annie looked at him and could see his excitement.
"All right then. I'll be ready in ten minutes."
They parked in the visitor's parking spaces and if it hadn't been for the flood of students entering the building Annie was quite sure Hogan would have run her up the steps.
Hogan looked at three of the display cases and then stopped and looked shocked when he came to a sketch of the grand entrance to the school library and media center.
Annie peered at the credit notice and said, sounding bewildered, "It's been done by Gary. Are you suggesting he's playing a hoax but submitting one of your old sketches?"
"Annie," Hogan said painfully. "You are looking at real talent. I could never sketch that well."
"But who's taught him? He can't come out of obscurity enduring the mess his life has been in and having attending seventeen different schools, and yet being carefully tutored long enough to have gained the skills to impress you of all people?"
"That it, that's exactly it. Gary is emerging from obscurity endowed with a great gift. He draws what his eyes see and his mind converts that into how he should reproduce that as an artist's impression, an impression dear Annie, not a replication as most kids produce."
"Then he's a genius."
"Probably not. I'd settle for someone who's damn good with the gift he possesses. You know this explains some of the things I've wondered about, why he looks at rain on the windows, how he stops and stares at the setting sun shining on to the wall of our living room, how he watches a bird in flight, a kid learning to ride a bicycle and looking ungainly and wobbling on it. He's recording those things and I bet with that kid I saw him looking at struggling with her bicycle his mind will be giving him the image of how she'd look riding tomorrow, in two weeks and in a couple of months."
Impressed, Annie said, "You know all that for sure?"
"No, it's just speculation based on logic and it's probably no use asking him because he probably wasn't aware he was watching a bird in flight or a kid riding a bicycle."
"Is Gary the youngest student to have a work of art placed in this entrance?"
"No, Archie Bannerman years before I passed through this school had a painting placed here when he was eleven years old."
"But Archie Bannerman was practically a child progeny and is an internationally renowned illustrator of scientific publications."
"Yes dear and that makes Gary significant, being 16Β½ and having his work featured here don't you think."
"You must talk to Gary darling."
"I know Annie, but I must not rush it. He's just a kid who doesn't know much about himself yet. I suspect he's long being good at drawing but the experience he had, feeling abandoned, before coming to us and experiencing sanctuary might have shaken him deeply, stimulating him enormously and is producing unexpected results. You'll remember at dinner the other night he said he'd been appointed to the senior short distance track team. And do you remember what you said?"
"Yes I congratulated him and said we were proud of him."
"Yes but after that you asked had he been doing well in running before he came here?"
"Omigod and he said he'd just run with the pack. That probably means he never really tried until coming here."
"Exactly. Um don't forget you are due at work soon."
"Oh yes. Quickly, give me a kiss Hogan and thanks for bringing me here. This has been such a revelation. We must proceed with the legal adoption to give Gary the stability he may need. I'll call Phil tonight to get the ball rolling."
* * *
Annie's radar had been working and when she asked Gary was Madison Anderson a bit special to him, he said he didn't think so.
"Why do you ask?"
"Because I answer the phone and believe Madison has called you more times than anyone else at your school."
"Oh really, a lot more times?"
"Not a lot more, but more, and she has called around here more times than any other female."
"I suppose that's interesting."
Annie sighed and asked why did she call or call around so often?"
"Because she needs to talk about stuff I suppose. She's certainly not dumb like some of them. I'll tell her not to call if that's bothering you."
Annie said, "Please Gary just ask her for a date. Can't you see?"
"See what?"
"Christ Gary... oh sorry about my language. She'd hanging around hoping to get a date with you and she doesn't think she should ask."