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“Okay. I think I can handle that.”
I brought him down the stairs, meeting Rick halfway. “I heard him on the monitor.”
“He wants juice, Dad.”
“No! Want Kan to get it,” Colby complained. “Kan, gimme juice.”
“What do you say?” Rick chided him.
“Pwease?”
“I will, Colby,” I said with a laugh.
We brought him downstairs and got him some juice, then Rick set up the television to play the drive and Colby sat between us.
“This is okay for someone his age?”
I almost laughed, but Rick didn’t know. “It’s mostly dancing, and the most passionate thing is the kissing and the looks between the main characters. Though, with my parents, the looks are scorching.”
“Looks are okay for a three-year-old. More and he’d have to wait a few years.”
As we started the movie, Colby kept pointing to the colorful costumes, the amazingly elaborate backdrops and he babbled away despite being hushed by Rick. I did some pointing of my own, telling Rick and Colby which of the actors were my parents.
Colby babbled away, but I watched Rick’s face, searching theirs on the television screen. His smile grew the more he watched them, but Colby made the best comments. “Purty! She’s so purty, Daddy!”
“Pretty, Colby, and yes, she is very pretty. That’s Kan’s mommy.”
Colby got up and ran to the fireplace, pointing up to the television that he couldn’t reach. “Lemme see, lemme see!”
Rick went to him, picking him up for a closer look. “Kan’s mommy!”
“Yes, baby, now let’s sit quietly so we can watch the movie.”
There were no subtitles, so I tried to explain what was happening as best I could. I’d forgotten so much of my native tongue that it was hard for me, but I did remember the movies themselves enough to sort it for them.
That all changed during the first dance number. The two of them got completely quiet and I went up to stand beside them to watch closer as my mother danced in her muted yellow lehenga under her brilliant white choli top. With one hand holding the skirt, she danced around my father as she flirted with him, casting her eyes down so her thick lashes lay over her cheeks.
Every expression was choreographed as well as the dance moves themselves. She worked with three men that I could remember to get every one of her glances, her stares, and even her smiles perfect.
“You look like a perfect blend of the two of them, Kan. They’re exquisite.”
“Thank you. That’s a wonderful compliment.”
Colby pointed and said, “Kan’s mommy is so purty like a bird!”
“She’s pretty, Colby,” Rick corrected. “And, yes, she is.”
Watching them dance together, their movements so free and graceful, it made me want to carry on their legacy more, even if it was in a sex club. “I suddenly can’t wait for the weekend.”
Chapter Thirty
IworeasimpleT-shirt and jeans to the club, but not Rick. He wore his full leather outfit, but surprised me when he left his mask at home. “Rick, if someone from town sees you…”
“Babe, stop worrying. Everyone in town knows I’m with a man now, it’s not that huge of a leap to know I’m going to a gay bar.”
“Not a bar, Rick. It’s a sex club. Men have sex in Cowpokes, in rooms, and on stage, shit most of them in the booths.”
I was worried, but he only laughed at my anxiety. “It’s up to me to worry about it, Kan. Besides…I’m thinking that I won’t run again for mayor.”
