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Ryan looked up with a haggard expression on his face and turning toward Bill, he uttered the single word "Gone." Bill could only stand transfixed by the look on Ryan's face as he seemed to be staring off into space, oblivious to Bill.
The Master and his Mate - by Deepdiver
CHAPTER 9 - Man Overboard
That night Kyle remembered the pool house at Dr. Ryan's friend's house and decided to crash there for the night. He thought that by the next day he would be able to sort things out.
Ryan barely slept that evening and then left early for the University the next day, where he was giving a graduate course. There was no word from Kyle and he didn't want to leave the yacht, but his sense of responsibility was too strong to skip his lecture. When he reported to the faculty office the Dean was all smiles and came out of his office to congratulate him. Ryan was baffled by the greeting until the Dean explained that Ryan had been given an award for an article that he'd published on prevention therapy to counter the cycle of domestic violence. He would be representing the University at the Convention of the American Psychology Association (APA) to begin the next day in Washington, DC.
Ryan was very reluctant to leave town, but the Dean insisted on the importance of him accepting the award for the attention it would draw to the university's graduate program. The Dean handed him a voucher for the hotel and his round-trip tickets for an early evening departure. Over the years, the Dean had backed Ryan on many innovations in the program and Ryan could not let the man down now, even though he was not personally disposed to be out of town. There was no time to drive back to White Plains. He went home, gathered his papers and packed a small bag and took a cab to Laguardia Airport.
Kyle spent that day totally confused. In the evening he went to his class, because of his sense of responsibility, but he could not bring himself to return to the 'Gardie.' So for the second night he slipped into the pool house thinking maybe tomorrow he would find Kirk and talk the situation over with him
He was just getting comfortable on a lounge chair when the pool house door was suddenly opened forcefully, and a bright light and gun was aimed at his face.
"Don't move. You are under arrest." Said an authoritative voice.
There was a shuffle of others entering the shed and finally the light was turned on. Kyle found himself surrounded by policemen all pointing their guns at him.
"Please don't shoot. I was only sleeping here. I'm not armed." Kyle pleaded. But he was quickly pulled off the lounge and pushed face down on the floor and cuffed. After the police had searched the shed he was pulled to his feet and taken outside.
"So what are you doing in here?" A policeman asked. Another officer had taken his wallet and was looking for his identification.
"Please, I had permission to sleep here." Kyle protested.
"From whom?" The officer inquired. But Kyle didn't know the names of the owners. The next door neighbour soon came over accompanied by an officer.
"This is the neighbour who called us, a Mr. Anderson" said the policeman accompanying the neighbour as he led him to the officer in charge.
"I see you caught him." said Anderson.
The arresting officer said to Anderson, "he says he had the owner's permission to sleep here."
"I know nothing about that. They have alway asked me to look after their place; I'm sure they would have told me if they had given someone permission. I think he's lying, but I can call them and check." Anderson offered; but the phone rang unanswered when he tried.
Kyle was taken to the precinct and placed under arrest and charged with breaking and entering. He tried explaining to the police that he was a friend of Dr. Ryan's, but Ryan was not known to the police of White Plains and the yacht was still in his brother's name. When they finally allowed Kyle to make a call to Ryan's cellphone, he was already out of the NYC area and Kyle heard the taped voice say that the number was out of the service area. Kyle began to fall into a desperate state as the only thing that he could think was that Ryan didn't want to receive his call. .
Later that evening, Ryan called Bill and Kirk, but neither had heard anything from Kyle; Ryan began to think that he had pushed the kid to far too fast. Again Ryan slept poorly that evening, and the next day made his presentation; but it was a very lack lustre performance as he was so emotionally drained by Kyle's disappearance. As soon as there was a coffee break in the morning session, he found a phone and again called Kirk but to no avail.
"Sorry, Ryan, I haven't seen or heard from him. Give me the number of your hotel and I'll let you know if he comes around." Kirk said, promising also to check with Bill.
Eventually, Kyle's father showed up at the city jail and got Kyle released on bail. Kyle didn't want to go home, but he didn't see any alternative. As soon as he got home, he called Ryan's secretary, who merely informed him that Ryan was away on a trip and she was not sure of when he would return. This again reinforced Kyle's belief that Ryan was avoiding him.
When Ryan finally returned that Friday he went straight to the yacht, but there was no sign of Kyle. He then looked for Bill, but the berth of 'Mon Cheri' was empty. He then walked over to the machine shop to locate Kirk, but it was already closed. Ryan's heart was broken; he couldn't understand why Kyle had not even called; even if just to let him know he was all right and where he could be reached. Ryan thought he was such a typical youth: one moment pledging their undying love and the next putting you completely out of their minds.. His depression began to combine with anger. He decided he needed a break and undid the moorings and headed the 'Gardie' out into the sound to do some fishing.
Ryan anchored the yacht about five miles out of the marina, baited a line and began his vigil. He soon fell asleep from exhaustion. When he awoke several hours later from the noise of the reel, he grabbed the pole and pulled in a nice sea bass. He also noticed that a very heavy fog had overtaken him and decided it was to dangerous to try to return to the marina and decided to pass the night where he was anchored. After preparing his catch in the galley he went up to the main salon and ate while watching the late night news. After the news he went back to his cabin and turned in so he could head back in to the marina at first light.
That same evening Kyle had convinced his dad to drive him to his navigation class and afterwards they stopped by the marina to try and catch up with Ryan. But they only found the berths of both the 'Gardie' and the 'Mon Cheri' vacant. Kyle felt so guilty; enough time had passed since he ran from Ryan and he was now able to see how he had over-reacted to the maturer man's wise caution in expressing his feelings. He now realized that it was his immature need for immediate gratification which had set off the feelings of panic. He recalled Ryan's words about not letting panic get the best of him when they were in the pool. He now found himself yearning to be floating in Ryan's protective arms. But as far as he could determine, Ryan was not to be found.. He got back into his father's car and tried desperately to hide his tears as they streamed down his cheek while wondering if he would ever see Ryan or Bill again.
The next morning Ryan was up at first light, but the fog had still not lifted. The yacht was equipped with radar, but Ryan didn't want to take the chance especially since he was alone. So he made himself a leisurely cup of cappuccino and sipped it while watching the morning news. Later when the fog was beginning to lift he decided to head back. He had just turned on the motor to hoist the anchor when he heard an explosion. He quickly scanned the horizon and saw smoke billowing some distance off the starboard side. At first he was relieved that it was not his own boat that had exploded, but apparently there had been a another craft in the water and it was now afire. The smoke was drifting toward him and between it and the thinning fog it was difficult for Ryan to make anything out.
He started the yacht's engine and headed towards the distant smoke, and drawing closer, he began to circle the source of the smoke as he got on the radio and called in an SOS. There was an immediate response from some radio buff who reminded him to get onto the emergency frequency where the Coast Guard would be listening. He adjusted the digital radio and again called in the SOS. He quickly got a response from the Coast Guard and had soon given them his coordinates; but was unable to explain what exactly had happened or what vessel was involved.
He continued to circle the burning wreck and there were some additional small explosions and popping noises. Ryan keep his eyes glued to the water, searching for survivors. Suddenly he saw a young man floating on a piece of board, who was obviously hurt. He killed the engine and flew down the stairs to the lower deck, grabbing the first rope he saw, and flinging it in the direction of the drifting youngster. The survivor had little strength but he did manage to grab hold of the rope and Ryan pulled him in, not noticing how closely his own craft was drifting towards the burning wreck. Ryan had to jump into the water to help the young man up onto the back platform of his yacht and never noticed the WCBS news helicopter circling above.
Kyle was just tuning his radio to his favourite station when the breaking news report got his attention.
"We have a live report from our Eye Witness News Team's helicopter of a boating accident in the Sound: Two yachts have apparently collided in the Long Island Sound. We can only see one yacht, the 'Gardie,' which seems to be on fire. There are two men struggling in the water."
"Oh my God," Kyle thought.
Meanwhile Ryan was thanking God that he had kept himself in decent shape because getting this guy up onto the platform was a real physical challenge. He slowly managed, inch by inch, to get him up and onto the lower deck. He then ran to the galley and grabbed some towels to use as bandages to help the hapless victim. Once he began cleaning the kid, Ryan saw that his cuts weren't as serious as he'd first thought: they looked worse than they actually were.
"Please, my parents are out there, you gotta try and find them." The boy wailed despairingly.
Ryan was torn between continuing to help this young boy of around sixteen and looking out for other possible survivors. Once he realized that the bleeding wasn't as bad as it looked, he ran up the stairs to get a better vantage point and to steer the 'Gardie' away from the burning oil on the surface. He called the Coast Guard and notified them that he had taken one survivor from the wrecked boat aboard, a young lad, but he had seen no sign of the boy's parents who were still missing.
The news team was eavesdropping on the emergency frequency and relayed the news to their listeners. Kyle heard the reporter say that the Coast Guard was reporting only one survivor, a boy of about 15. Kyle ran into the bathroom and began vomiting his insides out and crying hysterically.
"If I had been there, this wouldn't have happened." he cried.
His dad hearing Kyle cry out came running to him. He wasn't very good with words, but he did reach over and put his hand on Kyle's shoulder. Kyle immediately turned toward his dad and wept bitterly.
Ryan thought he saw one of the young man's parents and dove off the upper deck toward them. However, there was something under the surface of the water on which he hit his head as he entered the water. It didn't knock him out, but it did open a gash and left him somewhat dazed. Fortunately, a Coast Guard helicopter had arrived in time to see his dive and the result; within moments there was a rescuer from the Coast Guard in the water next to him and they soon had him strapped in and winched him up to the safety of the helicopter. Whilst this had been going on, a Coast Guard cutter had arrived and hove to next to the 'Gardie' and a boarding party had taken control of the yacht, and finding the boy on the lower deck called the chopper to airlift him to hospital. Once hoisted up into the chopper they were both flown to the merchant marine hospital. The boarding party on the 'Gardie' checked her over and then started her engine and closely followed by their own ship took her back to their base pending an investigation.
The news of the accident was repeated constantly that day, on both radio and TV, but actual details of what had happened failed to emerge: there were just so many differing versions being put out. Kyle was unaware of what had really happened, and went along with the main thing that most of the versions agreed on: the 'Gardie' had been one of two boats in a collision and only a boy had survived from them both. So, thinking that Ryan had been killed in a boating accident, Kyle gave up any hope of ever seeing Ryan alive again.
Once in the emergency room of the hospital, Ryan was easily fixed with a small bandage, but the young man was very upset by the loss of his parents, the only living relatives he thought he had. Ryan quickly identified himself as a licensed psychologist and was allowed to stay with the boy as he grieved. An official from the police took a statement from the boy, who said his name was Mark Benning. He thought that their boat had been hit by a speed boat. His parents were still asleep in their cabin but he had been out on deck when it occurred. Mark made sure that the officials understood that he was alive thanks to Ryan and that the 'Gardie' was not involved in the accident.
Ryan called his boss, the Dean at the university, who was relieved to hear he was unhurt and came directly to the hospital to pick him up. Since Mark was a minor, a social worker was called in now that he had just become a ward of the State. Ryan immediately offered to care for him until a more permanent arrangement could be worked out and as Mark was clinging to Ryan the social worker agreed a temporary foster license for Ryan. The Dean drove them to Ryan's apartment in the Village and once he made sure that Ryan had all he needed, headed back to the university.
Ryan got Mark settled in his guest room and then thought they'd better go out and get him some clothes. They just walked a couple of blocks til they came to a men's store and what should have been a shopping adventure, was a very draining experience with Mark still so traumatized by the earlier events of the day.
The sales assistant who knew nothing of what had happened to the boy, just presumed it was a typical New York dad taking an unwilling teen to buy some decent clothes. He began to wonder about the two both sporting bandages, but working in a men's store so close to the village he had learned to overlook such strange occurrences. After they left the store, they grabbed a cab which took them to Mark's family apartment on East 43rd Street. The doorman recognized Mark and opened the door to the apartment, located on the tenth floor, after expressing his condolences. Together Mark and Ryan located his dad's phone directory and called his lawyer and made an appointment for the following day.
"If this is too hard for you, we can just get what you will need for the next few days and then come back when you are feeling better." Ryan whispered to Mark.
"I don't know how I can ever repay you for all this." Mark said sadly.
"Your being alive is thanks enough and your accepting my hospitality is more than I need,." Ryan said reassuringly.
At one point Mark expressed a desire to stay in his own room that night. Ryan was about to agree, but the more Mark looked about the apartment, the more upset he became and on his own he requested that they go back to Ryan's place. Before they left the boy broke down and began to weep. Ryan engulfed him in his arms and allowed him to sob. Mark, had been raised by very affectionate parents and took much comfort from Ryan who was rubbing his neck and shoulder as he wept.
"Good boy, let your feelings flow. Each of your tears are precious jewels which go directly to the hearts of you mom and Dad for all eternity." Ryan said groping for words to comfort the newly orphaned boy.
"Do you really believe that? My mom and dad, didn't believe in an afterlife." Mark said somewhat choked.
Ryan was stunned. He wondered if Mark's parent's had considered how much harder it was going to be for their son to cope with their death, without the consolation of the hope an afterlife would have provided. He understood that he would have to instill some hope in the boy to help him through the deep pains of the next few weeks and months.
"Mark, I am a man of empirical science, and the art of counselling based on scientific inquiry. However, my lived experience reconfirms almost daily that life never ends, it is merely changed. I can tell you that all of my clients who believe in a living forgiving God respond qualitatively better to therapy than those who don't. But more important, I think as you learn to deal with your own grief, you will find signs each day that passes that God will reunite you and your parents."
Mark's weeping subsided as he contemplated what Ryan had said. But the feelings that Mark experienced being held by Ryan as he verbally reassured him had a far more powerful effect. Once he was calm they gathered what they needed and called a cab to take them back to Ryan's apartment.
That night Ryan connected with Edwin online and brought him up to date on the recent events. Edwin was somewhat shocked that so much had happened in such a short time. He also expressed real concern for Mark and wondered how Ryan was going to be able to handle being a full time father. He also wondered about Kyle's disappearance. He could tell from Ryan's comments that he had grown very fond of the young man and knew another break up would be very hard on Ryan, so soon after his brother's death.
Edwin felt frustrated that he could not be there for his former lover when he most needed him. Ryan however was much comforted by Edwin's expressions of concern and drew strength from his friend and lover in spite of the feeling of frustration that the distance was imposing on them. At one point, Edwin joked and suggested that Ryan should write up his story and put it on the Nifty archives that he was always reading. Ryan laughed and said, "I just may do that one of these days!"
After parting from Edwin, and being reminded by him, Ryan surfed over to Nifty.Org hoping to find another chapter uploaded in one of his favourite stories: 'The Road Home' by Tyler Peel or 'Danny's Rehab Program' by an anonymous author who hid behind his web address but was a fellow eminent psychologist aided by a loyal proofreader who lived across the lake.
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