Timothy Cargill
"Her flight touched down five minutes ago. She should be here any minute," Austen stated confidently. Timothy stood with his father near the baggage claim of Kayleen's gate. Timothy nodded understandingly, standing in nearly an identical stance as his father, with arms crossed over his chest. It was rare that Austen ever took a day off of work. Even on days where there were special events, like a birthday or holiday, the patriarch of the household would be sneaking off late at night or before the sun came up to get in a few hours at the office. For someone whose net worth was enough to sustain generations and generations of his offspring, Austen worked incredibly hard for seemingly little reason. He liked work, though. It wasn't that he needed to get away from his family, because, unless there was some secret marriage issues going on, the Cargill's were a pretty tight family unit. Tim got along with his mother, and idolized his father. Unlike a lot of boys, it wasn't because his father was never around and Timothy tried to be the best to catch his father's fleeting attention. No, despite Austen working intensely, he was around enough to remain a major role model in Timothy's life, and Timothy really wanted to be just like his father when he grew up. He was successful, hardworking, a family man, and a great husband.
The only flaw that Timothy could think of regarding his father was his first marriage. It wasn't something that was brought up frequently, considering Austen's ex-wife despised him and did her best to keep their daughter away from the Cargill's. Still, Timothy wondered sometimes about how it all could have happened. He didn't understand how his father could fall in love with one person, conceive a child with them, and just weeks later, sleep with another woman... a stranger. There was clearly a strong connection between them, something that was more than sexual, since that stranger was Timothy's mother and Austen's now wife of seventeen-years. Of course he would always side with his mother and his own family, but it didn't stop Timothy from wondering how Austen could make such a mistake and marry someone that he was so okay with losing. It was probably a major reason for why Timothy was so reluctant to address romantic feelings he had. He didn't want to make a mistake and choose the wrong person for his own sake, and their's.
Despite standing in the airport for twenty minutes, Timothy hadn't pulled out his phone once. He was surprised that his father hadn't, but if the businessman was focusing enough on his estranged daughter's presence, Timothy wasn't going to distract himself either. It seemed disrespectful, and besides, he was enjoying the small, pointless talk that he and his father had been engaging in as they waited. Although he wouldn't have minded his mother being here, it probably wouldn't have been the best start for the new life of the girl who felt like his mother ruined her life. In a way, she was right, though Tim didn't think that that was his mother's fault. Even more than his mother, it was better that Amelia wasn't here. A cat fight was the last thing that they needed minutes into Kayleen's arrival. "There she is, I think!" Timothy said, quickly pointing out a blonde emerging from the gate.
"Her flight touched down five minutes ago. She should be here any minute," Austen stated confidently. Timothy stood with his father near the baggage claim of Kayleen's gate. Timothy nodded understandingly, standing in nearly an identical stance as his father, with arms crossed over his chest. It was rare that Austen ever took a day off of work. Even on days where there were special events, like a birthday or holiday, the patriarch of the household would be sneaking off late at night or before the sun came up to get in a few hours at the office. For someone whose net worth was enough to sustain generations and generations of his offspring, Austen worked incredibly hard for seemingly little reason. He liked work, though. It wasn't that he needed to get away from his family, because, unless there was some secret marriage issues going on, the Cargill's were a pretty tight family unit. Tim got along with his mother, and idolized his father. Unlike a lot of boys, it wasn't because his father was never around and Timothy tried to be the best to catch his father's fleeting attention. No, despite Austen working intensely, he was around enough to remain a major role model in Timothy's life, and Timothy really wanted to be just like his father when he grew up. He was successful, hardworking, a family man, and a great husband.
The only flaw that Timothy could think of regarding his father was his first marriage. It wasn't something that was brought up frequently, considering Austen's ex-wife despised him and did her best to keep their daughter away from the Cargill's. Still, Timothy wondered sometimes about how it all could have happened. He didn't understand how his father could fall in love with one person, conceive a child with them, and just weeks later, sleep with another woman... a stranger. There was clearly a strong connection between them, something that was more than sexual, since that stranger was Timothy's mother and Austen's now wife of seventeen-years. Of course he would always side with his mother and his own family, but it didn't stop Timothy from wondering how Austen could make such a mistake and marry someone that he was so okay with losing. It was probably a major reason for why Timothy was so reluctant to address romantic feelings he had. He didn't want to make a mistake and choose the wrong person for his own sake, and their's.
Despite standing in the airport for twenty minutes, Timothy hadn't pulled out his phone once. He was surprised that his father hadn't, but if the businessman was focusing enough on his estranged daughter's presence, Timothy wasn't going to distract himself either. It seemed disrespectful, and besides, he was enjoying the small, pointless talk that he and his father had been engaging in as they waited. Although he wouldn't have minded his mother being here, it probably wouldn't have been the best start for the new life of the girl who felt like his mother ruined her life. In a way, she was right, though Tim didn't think that that was his mother's fault. Even more than his mother, it was better that Amelia wasn't here. A cat fight was the last thing that they needed minutes into Kayleen's arrival. "There she is, I think!" Timothy said, quickly pointing out a blonde emerging from the gate.