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“Get in the car.”
“Whatever.”
I get in, waiting for her. She opens the door and slides in quickly, which surprises me, but she turns away immediately so she’s looking out the window.
“You should be happy. You’re getting what you want.”
“I didn’t want any of this. What is so hard for you to understand about all this?”
“I know that. But I have done as much as I can to make this not so hard on you. And you’re still a bitch.”
“Fuck you, Whiskey!” She turns to face me, and when I look to her, her face is smug as she smiles. “Why don’t you tell me the real reason you did this? Tell me, Whiskey. Tell me the real goddamn reason.”
I pull over on the side of the road. We aren’t close to home, but I can’t drive and have this conversation with her. “What did he say?” I ask, referring to Clinton.
“I want to hear it from your lips, Whiskey. I deserve that. I deserve to know why you chose me.”
“You really want to know?” I ask her.
“Yes. Tell me.”
“I hate your father with a passion. I was planning on making him hurt the same way I did. I wanted to destroy him.”
Lottie’s mouth opens, then closes, then opens again. “Why?” she asks, shocked.
“He killed my father, and he was the bastard who was fucking my mother.”
“You said he committed suicide, my father loves my mother, he would never.”
“He did, because of what your father did.”
Lottie appears confused at first. “What did he do?” she asks.
I look away. I don’t know if I want to tell her that part of the story but decide she has to know. “The affair gave her hope, she left my father for him.”
“No. My father would never do that. That would ruin his precious image.”
“He did. She even fell pregnant.”
“No,” she says, shaking her head. “I’m an only child.”
“You are…” I pause, not wanting to tell her this part. “The child died after birth.”
“You’re lying. Why? Is that all you do?” she screams.
“Ring him. Ask him.”
“What did I have to do with anything?” she asks with her phone now clutched in her hand.
“I wanted to take away what’s most precious to him, and that is you.” She shakes her head and gets out of the car. I wait and watch as she puts her cell to her ear. Her eyes close, and I get out, tears start leaving her eyes as I walk around to her.
“Is it true?” she whispers.
I can’t hear his reply.
It starts raining, tiny droplets of water touch her face and she doesn’t even bother to wipe them away as she waits.
“He told me. He told me, Father.” She turns to look at me. Her green eyes big and red. “You had a child with another woman?” Her eyes don’t leave mine. “Do you know you caused a man to kill himself?” she questions, then she pulls the cell away from her ear and I hear every word he said.
