CHAPTER 36 Continued

I  shot Brad a look.  ”Modeling.” I say out loud and immediately regret.  ”Yeah, Babe pays good.  We both do it.” Brad said, as he ran a hand through his unruly hair.  I quickly looked back at the traffic, and paid attention to driving.  In the mean time, I found that Brad is 36, been married 16 years, his wife has been doing meth for three years, before he found out,  and she just split a couple months ago.  That Ben is 25 and ready to kick Nick’s butt.

OH. MY. GOD.  I’m just wide eyed, and in a parallel universe, right now.  I pull up to my house, with a lot of oooohs and aaaahs from the boys.  ”Love the barn man”, Jason says.  We pile out of the truck, and the guys start to set up a bar on the deck patio table, with paper cups and vodka.

It is now 9:30 a.m.

”Jillie, we need ice.  And do you got anything to eat.” Said, Brad with a look of desperation settled on his chiseled features.  I nod, ”Of course.”  I turn my head biting my lip. “Of course?? … I am broke.  There is nothing in the pantry but a can of garbanzo beans, that I will whirl in the blender with oil, and put on top of spaghetti for the next two dinners.

I start to unlock the front door when my cell rings.  It is my neighbor Trish.  Close to 75 now, she lives alone. I tell her what has happened, today.  She immediately wants to come over to my house, as she has lots of snacks. NO, NO, Trish, let me run over to your house.  And if you don’t mind. I will park the truck at your place until it is over.”

Trish fills my arms with chips, popcorn, etc.  I get back to the deck and now the two of them have their shirts off!  Brad is wearing shorts and wants to know if i have any sunscreen!  “Food, ice, sunscreen, I count off my fingers.  “Oh, and I see you brought music, as Jason was pluging in, what looked like a boom box. ”Un-huh.”  At the last minute, I tell Brad that if and when EX shows up, please tell him, I’m not here.  Just.. Brad please, just tell them I’m not here.  You can do that right, Brad?

Obviously, the first drink down, Brad starts to get amorous gets out of his chair and grabs my hand.

 

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