"hey, ma? where do you want me t'put this box?" james stands a few feet away, box in hand, brows raised and blue eyes shining brighter than the sun. this new move to seed ranch had been difficult, but nevertheless, james was happy to be with the ryes instead of his previous family.
it’s so casual, the way he says it – just like he’s used that name for her all his life. ma. but kim’s never heard that from james – never heard the boy call her mom even though she’s stepped into that role so many years ago. she remembers the moment they took him in just like it was yesterday. this lost, poor little boy on their doorstep, hurt by a family that claimed to love him. we love you and we will thank you. in the end, you will thank us.she knows the pain he comes from, and she’s never wanted anything more but to give james the loving home he deserved. all kim rye ever wanted was to protect him, to love him and to show him the life any and every child deserves. if she could take away just some of the pain that his father john seed caused him, that would be enough.of course, she’s always thought of him as her son. ever since the moment he’d come to them, bleeding and scared on their porch. the moment she’d swept him inside, she knew – this is my son, and i will be his mother.but, she’s never expected james to return the feeling.at least, not until she finally heard him call her mom.kim, for her credit, tries her best to keep her emotions in check – it’s really nothing more than a slip of his tongue, probably, and she doesn’t want to call attention to it. but her heart is SWELLING.❝ just… right over there’ll do just fine, sweetheart, ❞ she offers, gesturing to a counter where he can place the box. kim waits for a moment, watching him, before beckoning him over, ❝ c’mere for a second, james. ❞once he’s close enough, she opens her arms, enveloping him in a HUG. he may be taller than she is now, but she’s still got enough motherly instinct to wrap him tight in an embrace.❝ i know this is hard for you, and i know this place has a lot of memories. ❞ kim offers softly, rubbing his back gently, ❝ but we’re gonna make something great here. this place is going to become a BEACON OF HOPE. and you, and me, and your father and your sister are going to make that happen. ❞kim pulls back, holding james at arms length, taking a moment to admire how far he’s come.❝ i love you, son. ❞this is my son, and i am his mother.