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stared at him. “You’re going through with it?”
    “Do I have a choice?”
    “I don’t know.” Jack looked at him. “Do you?”
    “I don’t think so. My wife hasn’t indicated there’s to be a
change in plans.”
    “You may have to help her with that.”
    Seagal winced. “Capri isn’t easily swayed. For instance, she
threw me out for the afternoon. She told me that she didn’t need a bodyguard,
she needed sleep, and while the babies were napping she was going to sleep like
a rock, and I was going to leave the house or she was going to sue the
department for harassment.”
    Jack laughed. “Did she really threaten to call the chief? And
the sheriff?”
    “I don’t think it was an idle threat.” Seagal sipped his beer.
“How am I supposed to change her mind?” He’d done everything he knew how to do,
which was nothing more than continue being her husband. “I love her so much. I
just don’t think Capri feels the same way.”
    “Oh, I think she does.” Jack glanced around the pink-and-white
walls of the Wedding Diner. “Kelly says she thinks Capri loves you madly. But
things were kind of rocky from the beginning. At least that’s what Kelly
says.”
    Seagal blinked. “What else does Kelly say?”
    “That Capri feels like she stole you from Daisy.”
    “That’s dumb.”
    “And that you never got over Daisy.”
    “That’s even dumber,” Seagal said. “If I wanted to be with
Daisy, I would be.”
    “You can’t really tell that to a woman. They don’t understand
the difference between attraction and true love.”
    Seagal shook his head. “I never thought about Daisy again after
Capri asked me out. That’s the truth.”
    “I know,” Jack said. “But women don’t really get that.”
    Seagal pondered the information for a moment. “It shouldn’t
matter. I’m a married dad. My ‘hot’ quotient for the ladies has hit rock
bottom.”
    “Dude,” Jack said with a laugh, “if anything, it’s made you
even more attractive to the ladies. They love a steady-Eddie kind of guy.” He
shrugged. “Deep down, wives know this stuff. It gets to them. They don’t like
feeling less attractive to the opposite sex than their husbands are.”
    “This is the most existential crap I’ve ever heard you spout,”
Seagal said. “You’re actually starting to bring me down. Your job is to make me
feel better, give me hope, not talk a bunch of philosophical egghead
nonsense.”
    “It’s true,” Jack said. “Ask her.”
    Seagal drank his beer, waved for another. “You want me to go
home, ask Capri if she feels I’ve got more options with the opposite sex than
she does, and that will fix my marriage.”
    “I’m saying try to see it from the chick’s point of view.”
    Seagal looked at his partner. “Look. First thing, if I called
Capri a chick, she’d hand me my head. I’m just treading water with her.”
    “All right. Listen, just take on some of the Venus angle, okay?
Women think differently than we do. They worry about stuff we never dream they’d
worry about. Do I have to draw you a diagram?”
    “Yes,” Seagal said.
    Jack shook his head. “Right now I can assure you Capri is
worried about baby weight. Lumps and bumps. Leaking breasts.”
    “I wish I could see leaking breasts,” Seagal said morosely.
“Capri does not let me in the room when she’s nursing. If I go in there, she
wraps up like a mummy.”
    Jack laughed. “Too much info. Why is your skull so thick?”
    “I don’t know.” He guessed it was, because Jack seemed to get
it and Seagal sure didn’t. “I’ve got to go. I’ve got a cruiser going around the
house every five minutes while I’m gone, and if Capri looks out the window and
sees it, I’m toast. She’s fed up with the case. She says she wants her life
back, and the best way to make that happen is to get me out of the house.”
    Jack nodded. “Probably right.”
    “Thanks. Help me some more, why don’t you.” He tossed tip money
on the table.
    “What