Page 106 of Bourbon Breakaway


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“Guys… no… this feels like the biggest deal.”

He places his two hands in prayer position over his mouth, and I watch the disbelief, awe, and joy dance in my brother’s deep-brown eyes.

“I love you, bro.” These words have now become commonplace between me and my brother, but they still feel significant as the first time I said them. “I hope our son becomes a man as great as you one day.”

His eyes grow glassy. “With you two as parents, he’ll be better.” He takes his cap off, combs his fingers through his hair, and places the hat back on his head, smoothing it against his scalp. “Wow. I’ll be damned.” He talks to himself more than to us. “I’m going to be an uncle. To Fletcher junior.”

All I see next is a hand clapping down on Fletcher’s shoulder. He talks to the person off screen. “Yeah, be right there.”

I excuse him. “You go. Play golf or whatever you got going on down there.”

“I want you to send me those photos. The creepy, modern art ones people get with scans. Of all the things I’ve achieved, I think having someone name a kid after me is pretty up there. I want to show people pictures of my nephew.” Before he hangs up he points a finger at us. “Who’s playing football. All right, gotta go, but Ilove you both. Congratulations and…” He gives us a thin-lipped smile. “Thank you. This made my day.”

We hang up, and I gaze at my woman.

“It’s official.” I put my hand on her tummy. “We name this kid Fletcher and we will have a lunatic on our hands.”

She laughs. “Thank goodness. We can’t be having a boring kid.” She kisses me.

“And he’s playing hockey.”

“Pup…” She glows. “That goes without saying.”

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