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conversation would be different tonight. With a heavy sigh, he answered the phone from his hands-free system.
    “Hello?”
    “You’ll never guess who I just got off the phone with?” his mother’s fake, syrupy sweet voice rang in his ear.
    “Who?” he sighed, trying to sound interested in a question he already knew the answer to.
    “”Missy Crandell-Davis,” her voice had a slight edge to it after his flippant response.
    “Davis?” Jason asked, confused, “As in Chester Davis? The upstanding proprietor of Chesty Nights?” He tried suppressing the laugh bubbling in his chest.
    “Yeah, that’s him,” she affirmed.
    “I didn’t realize they were married,” he said, bored, hoping she’d finally get to the reason for her call.
    “Oh yeah, about six months ago, but the poor girl has the worst luck!” his mom explained. “They are in the process of getting a divorce now. I guess it just didn’t work out,” she sighed in regret.
    “I’m sorry to hear that,” his voice dripped with sarcasm.
    “She couldn’t help it if his best friend got too handsy as Chester walked in the door. She said they weren’t doing anything and I believe her!” his mother defended.
    “Glad to see some things never change.” This time, the laugh couldn’t be held back, but it came out more bitter than jovial.
    “What’s that supposed to mean?” his mom’s voice went up an octave as he signaled to merge onto the freeway.
    “Nothing, mom.”
    “She’s suc h a nice girl, so misunderstood,” she tutted. Jason had to bite the inside of his cheek to suppress a snort at her words. “Anyway, she said she saw you earlier.”
    “She did,” he confirmed, knowing what was coming next.
    “She said you were there with Samantha Castle,” her voice was now deceptively calm.
    “I was there with Sammy and Corigan,” he, again, verified.
    “Who’s Corigan - you know what, I don’t want to know,” his mother growled. “She said your precious Samantha was horrible to her. Yelled at her right there in the grocery aisle for no good reason! I’ve always told you that girl and her family were nothing but trouble!”
    “Actually, I was the one that yelled at Missy, mother,” Jason refuted, watching the road as the tires chewed up the distance between where he wanted to be and his house.
    “You don’t have to cover for that bitch, Jason. I don’t even understand why you are even spending time with her again.”
    “I’m not covering, mom. Defending Missy cost me everything. I won’t do it again,” he growled as his memories threatened to assault him.
    “I could never comprehend why you and Missy never dated. She’s a wonderful girl. I hope you’ll consider giving her a chance,” she whined.
    “Not if she were the last woman on Earth,” Jason couldn’t hold back the disgust in his voice at his mother’s suggestion.
    Taking a deep breath, he tried to explain something he knew his mother would never understand, “Sammy just lost her husband; I’m helping out around her house and with her daughter while she heals. I’m not willing to discuss it. Is there anything else you’d like to talk about?” he asked, trying to shut her down.
    “Fine,” she huffed , before finally shifting focus. Her voice was less accusatory and more sullen as she changed the subject, luckily Jason was a few feet away from the parking lot to his condo complex. “Well, I’ve decided that enough is enough with the issues I’ve had with my femur lately and my life coach suggested I find an aromerologist to help me.”
    “Sounds fascinating, and I can’t wait to hear about it, but I just got home. I’m going to have to let you go,” he smiled to himself at the ridiculous ideas his mother comes up with and the money she throws away employing people to help her. Deep down inside, he knew it was because she had nothing else to do, because all of her kids were grown and she’d always been a stay at home mom. The whole thing might’ve