Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
“We’ll wait.” Andrew was busy painting away, I guess he thought he was Picasso or some shit. He was handing out drawings to all the women the little shit, and flirting with my wife.
Dinner turned out okay Andrew ate his dinner and seemed happy enough. There were no more outbursts because he’d got what the fuck he wanted. I don’t see what was the big fucking deal?
I’m a grown man and sometimes I want to throw a howling fit. In fact if you asked my team they’d tell you I do that shit on occasion.
“You know that thing I was worried about earlier?” Jacqueline leaned over Andrew’s head to whisper.
“Yeah?”
“I’m not worried anymore.”
“Good girl.”
Chapter 18
Jake
After dinner and it was time to go the women acted like they were long lost friends. Linda, the young mother spent a good five minutes trying to pay me back for her portion but I didn’t
even acknowledge that shit. She finally gave up when my wife and mother told her it was a lost cause. As we left the restaurant Jacqueline was stuck to my side while mom and Mindy walked
behind with Linda and Andrew who was talking a mile a minute.
“Can you believe her husband left her because Andrew wasn’t born perfect?” I kissed her head softly because her voice was so sad. After living with asshole number one she still didn’t
get it. “Babe everything with a dick ain’t a man. No man would leave his family no matter what. In the long run they’ll be better off without the fuck.” She wasn’t done yet because she
was twitchier than a cat on a cross wire. Whatever it was I’ll put her mind at ease however I could before she worried herself to death. My woman sure likes to worry about shit.
“But I feel so bad for them, she came all the way from New York and she has no family here, no one it’s just so unfair.”
“You learned all that in the last hour and fifteen minutes?” What the fuck is up with women anyway? It’s like they meet each other and shit just starts spilling out.
“Well yeah, what’s wrong with that? Anyway I think it’s awful that she has to go through this and she has no way of getting back to her family, she’s ashamed…”
“Where does she live?” She rattled off an address here in town, it wasn’t the worst but it wasn’t the best either. “I know where that it we’ll follow them home.” She squeezed my arm and
laid her head on my shoulder for which she got another kiss to her head just because.
Linda once more tried to protest when I said we were going to follow behind and make sure they got home safe. The women had already exchanged numbers so I didn’t have to. I strapped
Andrew into his car seat while he talked at me. I didn’t understand half of what he was saying but I found out at dinner that as long as I looked at him and answered every once in a
while with a yes or ok he was fine. Right now he had a whole lot of shit to say so I listened. When he was done I kissed his head and stepped back so Linda could do her thing.
Back in my jeep my girls were chattering away like magpies. Mom was planning a scarf and hat knitted set though the barometer was set to hell, I guess she was looking ahead to winter.
Mindy with her teacher wanna be ass was trying to plan lessons or some shit, and Jacqueline was plotting something if the way she was going after her nail with her teeth was any
indication. Me I just kept my mouth shut as we followed them home. I watched until she got inside the little house and turned on a light before waving to us out the window. My women had
that place picked apart in five seconds flat.
“I don’t like it, look at that place next door with all that old junk in the front yard.”
“What about her yard it’s too small there’s no place for Andrew to run and play.”
And on and on it went, I kept my damn mouth shut while the three of them rearranged that poor woman’s life like she’d asked them to. “Look whatever you three are gonna do you’d better do
it soon because we leave in two days.” Shit the racket started then, apparently two days wasn’t long enough time for them to stick their noses in people’s shit and decide what’s best for
them. I took my life in my hands and offered up a suggestion.
“Why don’t the three of you wait until she asks for help? She’s an adult ladies and though I’d be the first one there with a moving van it’s her call. Don’t go overstepping boundaries.”
They let that settle in for all of two seconds before they ripped into me. “Honey her whole conversation was a cry for help, didn’t you hear her?” My wife was giving me the pouty face.
“No I was too busy trying to break Andrew’s code the little fuck thinks he’s slick.” Tonight was the first time I’d ever had any dealings with an autistic child, never had any reason to
before. But I have lots of experience with observing and deciphering shit, that’s what I get paid hundreds of thousands a year to do. My brain is like some kind of machine or some shit.