Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“Probably an overloaded circuit.”
“That’s what I was thinking.”
“Then, why didn’t you fix it?”
“Cause I put in the dishwasher, and look what happened,” Torch answered. “Besides, you’re the electrical guy.”
“Yeah, whatever.” I started back to my truck as I told them, “I need to get my tools.”
Once I got everything I thought I’d need, I headed inside. When I got to the kitchen, I was hit with immediate aggravation when I found it in complete disarray. Torch had shit everywhere, and the old dishwasher was still sitting in the middle of the room.
The overload could’ve happened for any number of reasons. I wasn’t looking to rebuild the entire electrical system, so I decided to go with the easy route and tried to reduce the load. I started by unplugging some non-essential appliances that shared the same circuit. After I assessed the power distribution, I redirected the new dishwasher to a less burdened circuit.
Just as I’d hoped, it was enough to keep the dishwasher going without kicking the power off to anything else. I’d just started to put my stuff away when Wrath, Torch and Q came strolling into the kitchen. “You got it?”
“Yeah, you’re all set.” I glanced over the old dishwasher as I told him, “Have a couple of prospects carry this out to the dump and clean up this mess.”
“Already on it.”
“Good deal.” I picked up my tool bag as I asked, “What did Prez decide about family day?”
“Not gonna happen. Not after what happened on the run,” Wrath answered. “But he’s not calling for a lockdown. Just wants us to continue to stay alert.”
“Understood.”
As soon as Wrath walked away, Torch nudged me and teased, “Shouldn’t you be getting home to your girl?”
“Yeah, I’d be there now if you hadn’t fucked up the dishwasher.”
“Hey, that shit wasn’t on me.”
“Yeah, whatever you say, boss.” I turned my attention to Q as I asked, “What do you and Jules have going on tonight?”
“Nothing much,” Q answered. “We’ll probably go out and grab a bite to eat. Maybe stop by here and see what’s going on.”
“What about Savage? You got any idea what he’s got going on?”
“He said something about running by her folks' place to help with one of her mother’s projects first, then they’re supposed to come back here to meet up with us.”
“Okay, good deal.”
“Why? What do you have going on?”
“I was thinking of bringing Maggie and the kids by so they could check out the place.”
“You didn’t ask what I was gonna be doing,” Torch asked, sounding wounded. “What’s up with that?”
“I know what you’ll be doing,” I answered. “It’s Saturday night. You’ll be here, soused, and looking to get laid.”
“Touché.”
“I’ll see you boys tonight.”
“Later.”
I went back out to my truck and groaned when I saw that I’d been gone for almost two hours. I was worried that Maggie would be pissed, but when I got back to the house, she seemed perfectly content. She was in the living room, curled up on the sofa, watching a movie, and the kids were upstairs doing their own thing. As soon as she spotted me coming towards her, she sat up and said, “You’re back.”
“I am.”
“How did it go?”
“It went.”
I lifted her legs, then sat down at the end of the sofa. As soon as I started to rub her feet, she settled back on the sofa with a smile. “Are you trying to distract me?”
“I don’t know.” I kept massaging. “Is it working?”
“As a matter of fact, it is.”
I rubbed a little longer, and it wasn’t long before she was a puddle in my hands. Her eyes were closed, and she was perfectly relaxed. I figured now was as good a time as any to tell her, “There’s been a change in plans with family day.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, it’s been postponed.”
“Oh, man,” she mumbled. “That’s too bad. I was looking forward to going.”
“Good, 'cause I was thinking we might run by there tonight.”
Her eyes flew open as she gasped, “Ummm, what?”
“Torch and a couple of the brothers are gonna be there, and I thought we’d just stop by for a bit.”
“So, it would be just a couple of the guys?”
“And their ol’ ladies.”
“What about the kids? What will they do?”
“Oh, there’s plenty for them to do. There’s a family room full of TVs and pool tables. Trust me. They’ll love it.”
“Okay, sounds good to me.” She sounded a little uneasy when she asked, “What time are we heading over?”
“There’s no rush. I figured we’d have dinner first.”
“So, I can finish my movie?”
“Absolutely.”
A sigh of relief slipped through her lips as she nestled back into her spot. We finished her movie, and when it was over, I fried up some pork chops and made a batch of homemade mashed potatoes. Maggie seemed cool as a cucumber all through dinner, but when it came time to get ready, she went off the rails.