Page 45 of Halligan To My Axe


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“Hey!” She yelled. “Give that back, Trance.”

I wondered how she knew it was Trance, but that paled in comparison when Viddy raised her arm and punched Trance in the shoulder before calling him a ‘bully.’

“You have a dick shaped lipstick tube and you’re rubbing it all over your lips in front of us. What’d you want me to do? Let you use that in public?” Trance growled.

“A dick?” Viddy asked in surprise. Then her face changed; even behind the glasses she always wore, I could tell she was pissed. “Adeline, you bitch!”

Adeline, who’d been standing in the doorway watching the whole scene in a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt, started to laugh hysterically.

“That was for sending me your fat jeans.” Adeline glared at her sister.

Viddy started laughing then, too, and the tension between the two was broken before it even got started. Which surprised me, because my sister was a vindictive little shit, and could hold a grudge for months.

She also fought dirty, and these two did not. It was all in good fun, and they knew how to laugh it off.

“My sister would’ve castrated me if I’d done that.” Loki observed from his end of the bookshelf.

I looked over at the man and saw him smiling for the first time in weeks. “Yeah, mine would’ve, too.”

“One of my brothers would’ve held me down while the other beat the shit out of me. Then they would’ve salted my wounds. Maybe even drowned me afterwards.” Trance smiled wistfully.

We all turned and looked at him, even Viddy.

“Okay then,” Adeline said, eyes wide. “Is there anything else you need out today, Viddy, or do you want me to get the rest of it tomorrow?”

Viddy stood there thinking for a few more moments before she snapped her fingers together. “I need Hemi’s tennis balls. I go play with him in the morning, and if I don’t have those, he’ll get mad at me.”

I glanced down at the dog in question, saw him lying in the middle of the floor like a bump on a log, and had to laugh. “This dog will get mad at you?” I asked in surprise.

Hemi was the sweetest dog I’d ever met. He was snowy white with splotches of muddy brown interspersed throughout his coat. His eyes were the warm color of honey, and he was the softest thing I’d ever felt.

He’d worn himself out playing with Radar for the last few hours, and now both dogs were laying in a ray of sunshine that was beaming down through the window curtains.

“Well which box is it in?” Adeline asked her sister.

“A smaller box.” She answered as she walked slowly to the couch and sat down carefully.

My eyes flicked to the pile of boxes lining the living room wall with trepidation. They were all the same size boxes.

“Viddy, all the goddamn boxes are the same size and you know it.” Adeline growled at her sister.

Viddy smiled widely. “You’re the one who packed them, Twinkie, not me. How about you tell me where they are?” She replied sarcastically.

“Motherfucker,” Trance sighed. “Do y’all always fight like this?”

Adeline and Viddy both shrugged.

At their non-answer, he threw his hands in the air, and then called Radar’s name.

Radar, who’d been sleeping peacefully in the sun, sprung to his feet, quivering in anticipation.

“You got anything that smells like the balls?” He asked hopefully.

Viddy thought about it for a few seconds before she stood and walked to her room.

I shook my head as we all watched her maneuver boxes, furniture, and packing supplies as if she could see the entire room.

“How does she do that?” Loki finally asked.

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