has been,” she said softly.
“Ok. I promise. But I really don’t know what to do Abs,
about Axel I mean. No clue. This is not like him. I mean, he is Mr. Tough Guy
and he was always the one to push my Aunt’s buttons. But this, and being with
her??!! I am stumped! And honestly the real problem is not her, it’s him. He
has been acting like a complete douche nozzle!”
“Well there might be someone who can help you,” Abby
said, looking down at the table.
“Who?”
“Your dad,” she replied.
“Are you kidding me? How can my Dad help with Axel? They
immediately start puffing out their chests and acting like baboons when they
are around one another, when they are around one another,” I replied.
“You still keep in touch with him right?” She looked at
me and I nodded my head.
“I do. But again, why him?”
“Bleu, Axel is a lot like him, which would explain the
whole posturing thing when they are together. I mean, your dad owned a Harley
shop, was at every Bike Week and bike show. He was in a motorcycle club with your
Uncle Sid. The only thing he did that was out of character was hook up with
your Mom, a nurse, who was so different from him. I know Axel has a lot of
anger and he tends to fixate it on your Dad. Even so, maybe your Dad can help
you figure this situation with Axel out? ”
“You know, I had not thought of that. Anything involving
those two will definitely not be easy, but it’s better than the alternative.
Talk to Dad huh? Yeah. You are right,” I said thoughtfully.
“Axel is stubborn and he is going to do what he wants. He
always has. You have always protected him, even before your Mom died. And I
know that you try so hard to remember good things about your Mom. But you were
little. Besides, even though you were a lot like your Mom, you and your Dad
have always seemed to click,” she said earnestly.
“I am going to make some phone calls today and see if I
can work something out for this week Go to the prison to talk to Dad. Today is
too short of a notice and besides I have some stuff to do tonight and I don’t want
to rush my visit with him,” I replied. She nodded.
“What’s going on tonight? You know I am nosey, so spill
it sister,” she said with a laugh.
“Well Jack is going to start on a tattoo for me. He made this
amazing drawing and I agreed to let him tattoo it on me. I am excited!”
“Oooh, I am so glad that you decided let him give you
some ink. He does amazing work. Have fun!”
“Plus I have to decide if I am going to stay with
him.” I said.
“Don’t overthink things. Remember what I said not two
minutes ago!”
“Yes Mom,” I said with a laugh.
“Listen, I need a favor from you,” she whispered. I
looked around.
“Um why are we whispering?” I asked. She shrugged.
“My dad has been staying with us, at my house. I need
your help,” she said.
“Um why is your Dad staying there?”
“He kind of set his house on fire,” she replied, looking
down and playing with her spoon.
“What??!!” I cried.
“Quiet down! Everyone around here thinks it was faulty
wiring. Being that he is a retired firefighter, they let it slide. He, uh, met
some girl on the internet and he set the house on fire when he, um,”she
stuttered.
“What did he do Abby?” I asked. The suspense was killing
me.
“He lit candles in his bedroom and they fell off of the
table when they were having sex. It set the carpet on fire and the whole
bedroom pretty much. Dad got burned pretty badly and the house pretty much
burned to the ground.”
“Holy shit!” I was laughing so hard that tears ran down
my face. She glared at me.
“It’s not funny!”
“Oh yes it is! This is a man who grounded you and me for
talking about humping in fourth grade! This is a man who would measure your
skirts before you left the house!” I cannot stop laughing.
“I had to go get him at the hospital. Lamar made me do it
because he said that he was not mature enough to do it himself. I
“Ok. I promise. But I really don’t know what to do Abs,
about Axel I mean. No clue. This is not like him. I mean, he is Mr. Tough Guy
and he was always the one to push my Aunt’s buttons. But this, and being with
her??!! I am stumped! And honestly the real problem is not her, it’s him. He
has been acting like a complete douche nozzle!”
“Well there might be someone who can help you,” Abby
said, looking down at the table.
“Who?”
“Your dad,” she replied.
“Are you kidding me? How can my Dad help with Axel? They
immediately start puffing out their chests and acting like baboons when they
are around one another, when they are around one another,” I replied.
“You still keep in touch with him right?” She looked at
me and I nodded my head.
“I do. But again, why him?”
“Bleu, Axel is a lot like him, which would explain the
whole posturing thing when they are together. I mean, your dad owned a Harley
shop, was at every Bike Week and bike show. He was in a motorcycle club with your
Uncle Sid. The only thing he did that was out of character was hook up with
your Mom, a nurse, who was so different from him. I know Axel has a lot of
anger and he tends to fixate it on your Dad. Even so, maybe your Dad can help
you figure this situation with Axel out? ”
“You know, I had not thought of that. Anything involving
those two will definitely not be easy, but it’s better than the alternative.
Talk to Dad huh? Yeah. You are right,” I said thoughtfully.
“Axel is stubborn and he is going to do what he wants. He
always has. You have always protected him, even before your Mom died. And I
know that you try so hard to remember good things about your Mom. But you were
little. Besides, even though you were a lot like your Mom, you and your Dad
have always seemed to click,” she said earnestly.
“I am going to make some phone calls today and see if I
can work something out for this week Go to the prison to talk to Dad. Today is
too short of a notice and besides I have some stuff to do tonight and I don’t want
to rush my visit with him,” I replied. She nodded.
“What’s going on tonight? You know I am nosey, so spill
it sister,” she said with a laugh.
“Well Jack is going to start on a tattoo for me. He made this
amazing drawing and I agreed to let him tattoo it on me. I am excited!”
“Oooh, I am so glad that you decided let him give you
some ink. He does amazing work. Have fun!”
“Plus I have to decide if I am going to stay with
him.” I said.
“Don’t overthink things. Remember what I said not two
minutes ago!”
“Yes Mom,” I said with a laugh.
“Listen, I need a favor from you,” she whispered. I
looked around.
“Um why are we whispering?” I asked. She shrugged.
“My dad has been staying with us, at my house. I need
your help,” she said.
“Um why is your Dad staying there?”
“He kind of set his house on fire,” she replied, looking
down and playing with her spoon.
“What??!!” I cried.
“Quiet down! Everyone around here thinks it was faulty
wiring. Being that he is a retired firefighter, they let it slide. He, uh, met
some girl on the internet and he set the house on fire when he, um,”she
stuttered.
“What did he do Abby?” I asked. The suspense was killing
me.
“He lit candles in his bedroom and they fell off of the
table when they were having sex. It set the carpet on fire and the whole
bedroom pretty much. Dad got burned pretty badly and the house pretty much
burned to the ground.”
“Holy shit!” I was laughing so hard that tears ran down
my face. She glared at me.
“It’s not funny!”
“Oh yes it is! This is a man who grounded you and me for
talking about humping in fourth grade! This is a man who would measure your
skirts before you left the house!” I cannot stop laughing.
“I had to go get him at the hospital. Lamar made me do it
because he said that he was not mature enough to do it himself. I
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