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laughing Otto.
“Why is it always me who has to play
referee?”
“Who else can it be? If we leave it to
Justice, everyone will drown from me squirting them to death.”
I walk over to where Zeb and Jared
holler at each other over long ago slights.
“You're a criminal!” Zeb shouts.
“That’s rich coming from a moonshiner!”
“Moonshine ought to be legal!”
“Listen up!” I holler, stepping between
the men. “You are here to see this lovely woman,” I say, pulling Christine to
where we stand. “She returned to town to be close to her family. Now if you plan
to play nice, you can stay for dinner. If you plan to keep acting like rude
hillbillies, you can leave.”
“Aren’t all hillbillies rude?” Justice
asks, eliciting a squirt from Poppy.
As my sisters run outside where I
assume Justice will find a water pistol to make it a fair fight, I wrap an arm
around Christine.
“Why can’t we sit down for a nice
dinner and talk about the good times?” I ask Zeb. “Can’t you think of any happy
stories about when Christine was young?”
“You mean before this thug stole her
virginity?” Zeb asks.
“That’s it!” I yell. “I’m making you a
to-go meal, and then you need to get gone.”
“Why do I have to leave, but this
troublemaking son of a bitch can stay?” Zeb asks, poking at Jared.
I pile food into a disposable
Tupperware container. “He’s leaving too. I’m sick of the both of you.”
Bagging up the food and a few sodas, I take
them to Zeb and escort him onto the porch.
“Get gone and don’t come back until you
learn some manners, young man.”
I slam the door and sigh. “I really
enjoy yelling at old people. What does that say about me?”
“You’re evil?” suggests a damp Justice
from the backdoor.
Poppy squirts her and runs back
outside.
“That did not go well,” Christine says,
returning from the magical safe space in her head.
Jared wipes water from his jaw. “So I
guess I’ll leave.”
“Screw that. Sit down and eat.”
“You said...”
“You did as you were asked to do and
kept the old man focused on you. Now sit down and eat dinner with your
daughters.”
Christine looks at Jared. “Thank you
for coming.”
“No problem.”
A magnetic moment passes between them
until Justice and Poppy unleash water at the horny past lovers.
Poppy yells, “Keep it in your pants!”
“Keep what?” Otto asks, and I
immediately point at my sisters.
“If either of you tells him, I will
smother you both in your sleep tonight.”
Justice sighs. “Murder is wrong,
Journey. Duh.”
“I won’t kill you. No, I’ll just let
you think you’ll die.”
“Oh, in that case, is dinner ready?”
Since everyone won’t fit in the
kitchen, Justice, Court, and the kids eat outside at the picnic table. I would
join them, but leaving Christine and Jared alone doesn’t seem like a safe bet.
Poppy flees inside after a bumblebee tries to fly in her mouth.
As chaotic as Zeb’s visit proved to be,
I miss the distraction of the mayhem. Now with him gone and everyone calm, my
mind returns to Donovan and our hiking date tomorrow. I wish I could bail on
him and give up dating. Except I’m dying to see him. Though I hate wanting Donovan,
I can’t deny he’s all I think about anymore.
Before I pull a sickness out of my ass
and call off the date, I think of how my parents circle each other even after
all this time. They won’t face their past, let alone their present. If I don’t confront
my interest in Donovan, I’ll end up as stuck in limbo as they are.
13 Snake Charmers
Donovan
G etting from Thursday to Saturday feels
like a damn eternity. I stare at Journey’s pictures too much and even begin
wondering if I’m suffering from an early midlife crisis. Why have I pinned
so many of my hopes on this especially volatile woman?
Restless without her nearby, I feel
afflicted. I’d gotten along for months after we met, but that was before I knew
how she tasted. My
“Why is it always me who has to play
referee?”
“Who else can it be? If we leave it to
Justice, everyone will drown from me squirting them to death.”
I walk over to where Zeb and Jared
holler at each other over long ago slights.
“You're a criminal!” Zeb shouts.
“That’s rich coming from a moonshiner!”
“Moonshine ought to be legal!”
“Listen up!” I holler, stepping between
the men. “You are here to see this lovely woman,” I say, pulling Christine to
where we stand. “She returned to town to be close to her family. Now if you plan
to play nice, you can stay for dinner. If you plan to keep acting like rude
hillbillies, you can leave.”
“Aren’t all hillbillies rude?” Justice
asks, eliciting a squirt from Poppy.
As my sisters run outside where I
assume Justice will find a water pistol to make it a fair fight, I wrap an arm
around Christine.
“Why can’t we sit down for a nice
dinner and talk about the good times?” I ask Zeb. “Can’t you think of any happy
stories about when Christine was young?”
“You mean before this thug stole her
virginity?” Zeb asks.
“That’s it!” I yell. “I’m making you a
to-go meal, and then you need to get gone.”
“Why do I have to leave, but this
troublemaking son of a bitch can stay?” Zeb asks, poking at Jared.
I pile food into a disposable
Tupperware container. “He’s leaving too. I’m sick of the both of you.”
Bagging up the food and a few sodas, I take
them to Zeb and escort him onto the porch.
“Get gone and don’t come back until you
learn some manners, young man.”
I slam the door and sigh. “I really
enjoy yelling at old people. What does that say about me?”
“You’re evil?” suggests a damp Justice
from the backdoor.
Poppy squirts her and runs back
outside.
“That did not go well,” Christine says,
returning from the magical safe space in her head.
Jared wipes water from his jaw. “So I
guess I’ll leave.”
“Screw that. Sit down and eat.”
“You said...”
“You did as you were asked to do and
kept the old man focused on you. Now sit down and eat dinner with your
daughters.”
Christine looks at Jared. “Thank you
for coming.”
“No problem.”
A magnetic moment passes between them
until Justice and Poppy unleash water at the horny past lovers.
Poppy yells, “Keep it in your pants!”
“Keep what?” Otto asks, and I
immediately point at my sisters.
“If either of you tells him, I will
smother you both in your sleep tonight.”
Justice sighs. “Murder is wrong,
Journey. Duh.”
“I won’t kill you. No, I’ll just let
you think you’ll die.”
“Oh, in that case, is dinner ready?”
Since everyone won’t fit in the
kitchen, Justice, Court, and the kids eat outside at the picnic table. I would
join them, but leaving Christine and Jared alone doesn’t seem like a safe bet.
Poppy flees inside after a bumblebee tries to fly in her mouth.
As chaotic as Zeb’s visit proved to be,
I miss the distraction of the mayhem. Now with him gone and everyone calm, my
mind returns to Donovan and our hiking date tomorrow. I wish I could bail on
him and give up dating. Except I’m dying to see him. Though I hate wanting Donovan,
I can’t deny he’s all I think about anymore.
Before I pull a sickness out of my ass
and call off the date, I think of how my parents circle each other even after
all this time. They won’t face their past, let alone their present. If I don’t confront
my interest in Donovan, I’ll end up as stuck in limbo as they are.
13 Snake Charmers
Donovan
G etting from Thursday to Saturday feels
like a damn eternity. I stare at Journey’s pictures too much and even begin
wondering if I’m suffering from an early midlife crisis. Why have I pinned
so many of my hopes on this especially volatile woman?
Restless without her nearby, I feel
afflicted. I’d gotten along for months after we met, but that was before I knew
how she tasted. My
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