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her.”
“I’m not pregnant.” Sarah denied, following dutifully.
“Maybe you should take a test.” Roberta suggested to the totally obvious mother to be. “And if you’re not, well it’s never too early to learn. It’ll give you good practice for when you are. Oooh,” Roberta cooed. “Maybe you’ll have a boy and then he and Claire can get married.
“But you can’t encourage it.” Sarah warned, getting used to the idea. “Tell them no and they’ll do it to spite us.”
“Star crossed lovers, like Romeo and Juliet. The more we say no, the more it’ll encourage them.”
“They won’t know what hit them until after they’ve said, ‘I do’!”
“Come on let’s go.” Hope smirked.
“Right behind you.”
“Hey,” I said later as we buckled ourselves into Hope’s conservative Audi S5. “We’ve got the rest of the afternoon free. How about we thumb our noses at this heat and play a quick round at The Oaks? We haven’t done that in a while.”
“Loser pays for a spa treatment?”
“You got it.”
Hope checked her rearview mirror as she pulled out of the driveway. “Let’s go play some golf.”
I loved playing golf with Hope. She really tapped into my not so hidden competitive side. With her methodical and precise thinking pitted against my where the chips may fall attitude, we were pretty well matched against each other. This was going to be fun.
Chapter 11
Bogey
Danton
“Oh man, shanked it!”
I patted Rich on the back, commiserating with him on his lousy shot. “We’ll play my ball.”
I took the driver seat of the golf cart, waiting for Rich to put his driver away.
“What’s Sarah doing today?” I asked, following the path Rich’s ball had taken.
“Kiddie birthday party.”
“You sound a little too happy about that.”
“PMS is driving me crazy man. Tears one minute then she’s all over me the next. I’m not complaining about that, but really man, thanks for calling today. I needed to be around some extra testosterone.”
“Hold your thanks until after my dad has beaten us.” I warned Rich as he picked up his wayward ball. “By nine tomorrow everyone in the office will know how bad you play.”
Carmine DeAngelo never did anything half way with the exception of his marriage to my mom. He’d learned the hard way board room directives didn’t produce the same results on the home front.
“I can handle it. Changing the subject, did you ever find out who crashed the wedding?”
“No.” Even with Rich’s invaluable advice I still couldn’t decide which one of the three she was, but I had narrowed it down to between the blue and greens. I would have remembered the purple eye, such a unique color like that would’ve stuck out like a sore thumb. I didn’t think I’d ever seen anyone with real eyes that color.
“What are you going to do if you find her?”
Pulling up at my ball, I chose my club, setting down a marker for Rich’s swing.
“I’m not sure.” Taking my stance I took a few practice swings and cranked it. Power flowed through my arms into the head of my club propelling the ball closer toward the green. “Turns out the bastard really was cheating on her, with Natalie.” I sneered, following the balls flight with my eyes.
“Dicey.”
“Tell me about it.” Family reunions would now be avoided like the plague.
I stood silent as Rich made his not so elegant swing, contemplating his question. What would I do when I found out the identity of the wedding crasher? I couldn’t thank her, but then again I couldn’t absolve her of wrong doing. Something as delicate as adultery should have been handled with a touch more finesse and in more private surroundings. I shook my head, laughed as Rich’s ball disappearing into a grove of trees. “You really need some more practice.”
“Hey, I’m just here to get in good with the boss.” Rich joked. “It’s all part of my master plan. When words gets around how bad I am, all the higher up
“I’m not pregnant.” Sarah denied, following dutifully.
“Maybe you should take a test.” Roberta suggested to the totally obvious mother to be. “And if you’re not, well it’s never too early to learn. It’ll give you good practice for when you are. Oooh,” Roberta cooed. “Maybe you’ll have a boy and then he and Claire can get married.
“But you can’t encourage it.” Sarah warned, getting used to the idea. “Tell them no and they’ll do it to spite us.”
“Star crossed lovers, like Romeo and Juliet. The more we say no, the more it’ll encourage them.”
“They won’t know what hit them until after they’ve said, ‘I do’!”
“Come on let’s go.” Hope smirked.
“Right behind you.”
“Hey,” I said later as we buckled ourselves into Hope’s conservative Audi S5. “We’ve got the rest of the afternoon free. How about we thumb our noses at this heat and play a quick round at The Oaks? We haven’t done that in a while.”
“Loser pays for a spa treatment?”
“You got it.”
Hope checked her rearview mirror as she pulled out of the driveway. “Let’s go play some golf.”
I loved playing golf with Hope. She really tapped into my not so hidden competitive side. With her methodical and precise thinking pitted against my where the chips may fall attitude, we were pretty well matched against each other. This was going to be fun.
Chapter 11
Bogey
Danton
“Oh man, shanked it!”
I patted Rich on the back, commiserating with him on his lousy shot. “We’ll play my ball.”
I took the driver seat of the golf cart, waiting for Rich to put his driver away.
“What’s Sarah doing today?” I asked, following the path Rich’s ball had taken.
“Kiddie birthday party.”
“You sound a little too happy about that.”
“PMS is driving me crazy man. Tears one minute then she’s all over me the next. I’m not complaining about that, but really man, thanks for calling today. I needed to be around some extra testosterone.”
“Hold your thanks until after my dad has beaten us.” I warned Rich as he picked up his wayward ball. “By nine tomorrow everyone in the office will know how bad you play.”
Carmine DeAngelo never did anything half way with the exception of his marriage to my mom. He’d learned the hard way board room directives didn’t produce the same results on the home front.
“I can handle it. Changing the subject, did you ever find out who crashed the wedding?”
“No.” Even with Rich’s invaluable advice I still couldn’t decide which one of the three she was, but I had narrowed it down to between the blue and greens. I would have remembered the purple eye, such a unique color like that would’ve stuck out like a sore thumb. I didn’t think I’d ever seen anyone with real eyes that color.
“What are you going to do if you find her?”
Pulling up at my ball, I chose my club, setting down a marker for Rich’s swing.
“I’m not sure.” Taking my stance I took a few practice swings and cranked it. Power flowed through my arms into the head of my club propelling the ball closer toward the green. “Turns out the bastard really was cheating on her, with Natalie.” I sneered, following the balls flight with my eyes.
“Dicey.”
“Tell me about it.” Family reunions would now be avoided like the plague.
I stood silent as Rich made his not so elegant swing, contemplating his question. What would I do when I found out the identity of the wedding crasher? I couldn’t thank her, but then again I couldn’t absolve her of wrong doing. Something as delicate as adultery should have been handled with a touch more finesse and in more private surroundings. I shook my head, laughed as Rich’s ball disappearing into a grove of trees. “You really need some more practice.”
“Hey, I’m just here to get in good with the boss.” Rich joked. “It’s all part of my master plan. When words gets around how bad I am, all the higher up
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