The Daughter in Law
sat back.
    “Okay so tell me, exactly what is
your big idea of how to deal with her?”
    “I’m of two schools of thought on that one. One, either let
Tommy handle it and tap her one in the back of the head while she’s sleeping,
or total non contact.”
    “Since murder is illegal I’m
working on your last suggestion, but your involvement is going to keep setting
me back because you think like a female, all emotion and irrationality.”
    “Bite me asshole, you’re not the
one she terrorized for a year, I want to get some of mine back and you’re gonna
let me or there’ll be no anal sex in this house for years to come.” He
swallowed hard at that one but I knew I hadn’t won the battle yet.
    “I’m pretty sure you know that I’d take that shit so that’s
an empty threat, not to mention you like it too so you’re full of shit. And the
answer is still no.”
    “I ought to nut punch you.”
    “What, why?”
    “Because you’re being a Class A jerk right now. I understand you wanting to handle hagfish
on your own and all, but what you’re not understanding is that I will not be
happy unless I get my pound of flesh. Which I will get with or without you.”
    “So what you’re saying is that after I’ve asked you as your
husband to let me handle this situation, you will go behind my back and do as
you please.” I didn’t too much like the way he said that, or the way he was
glaring at me.
    “I wouldn’t exactly put it that way.” Now I was squirming in
my seat.
    “I just don’t want you sweeping
this shit- uation under the rug because you fell for
one of her sob stories or one of her fauxpologies .”
That really was my biggest fear, that she’d somehow get to him when I wasn’t
there; and how can I be there if he was shutting me out of the operation? He
didn’t say anything for the longest and I was beginning to wonder what the hell
was going through his head.
    “Vanessa do you doubt that I love
you?”
    “No, I don’t know.”
    “What kind of answer is that? Either you do or you don’t.”
    “It’s not that, I just think you like her more than you do
me.” That last was said in a whisper because when spoken out loud it sounded
kind of cray-cray.
    “What? come ‘ere.” He pulled me out
of my seat and into his lap.
    “Baby that’s crazy, the love I have for you is not the same
as the love I have for her.”
    “But I don’t want you to like
her anymore after she’s been so mean to me.” I sounded like a whiny brat but I
didn’t care. Let him blame it on hormones like he’s been doing everything else.
He kissed my temple and hugged me close.
    “It doesn’t work that way baby. I’m
very angry at her for the things she did to you, but to just stop loving her
after years of her caring for me isn’t that easy. I understand where you’re
coming from, you want my loyalty and you’ve got it. I told you I get it didn’t
I? I didn’t doubt your word about anything did I?”
    “No you didn’t.”
    “And I told you that you and
pin comes first right? so let that be enough for now.
There’ll be time enough for you to learn what’s going on, just not right now.”
    I tried to accept that even though
it didn’t sit too well with me, but he sounded so sincere, like he really had
his finger on the pulse of things. Maybe I was being unreasonable and should just
let him handle it like he said. I just hoped he really knew what he was dealing
with. One of my issues was that he really didn’t know this monster; he only had
second hand knowledge of her evil, having never experienced it himself.
    “I’ll give you point for now but I reserve the right to twat
punch that hag if she comes within spitting distance of me and that’s
non-negotiable.”

Chapter 16

 
 
    DAMIEN

 
 
    Shit, a year
on the frontline was nothing compared to the shit storm I came home to. If this
weren’t my life the shit would be funny. But it is my life and my wife. I don’t
like one fuck about the

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