Then she announced, “Spaghetti’s ready, let’s eat.” The conversation was over and so was the show.Įven though I didn’t want it to be, I real y had no choice. “Hank, that mouth,” Kitty Sue said in a mother’s tone.Įven with the tension flowing between Hank and me, I had to admire Kitty Sue tel ing off her grown-up, super-macho, badass cop son for dropping the f-bomb. The way he said it, the way he looked, made me believe him. “Nothing’s going to happen,” Hank said from beside me, cutting into the conversation. If something happens to someone because of me, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”
I was no longer beginning to get angry, I was out and out angry. “You ain’t thinkin’ straight,” Tex said agreeably.
“Seems to me everyone would be a heck of a lot safer if I was far away from here.” “That’s just it, they were shooting at me but Daisy was with me. Jason, Lee and Eddie walked in from the TV room to catch what was likely to be a more spectacular show as I squared off with Uncle Tex. “You can have your say when people aren’t shootin’ at you,” Tex returned. “Do I not have a say in this?” I asked Uncle Tex. I made a strangled sound and looked back at Tex.
I could tel she wasn’t going to do a thing about my current situation though, likely because she agreed with everyone else. She knew my pain, she’d had to move in with Eddie during her troubles and even though her problems were through, she stil hadn’t moved out. I stared at Jet and she was giving me a look that was half smile, half grimace. It’d been a week, and there I was, al moved in with Hank.
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