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Shit, he was an impatient dick sometimes. I grabbed a hoodie shrugging it on as I pulled my front door shut behind me. It wasn’t as if I had kept him waiting. He said 7:30 a.m. and by my watch it was 7:37 a.m.
Our meeting in Germantown wasn’t until 9:00 a.m. Even with rush hour traffic, we had plenty of time to get there.
I got into his truck and saw the now familiar scowl on his face. Ever since Sammie had been staying with her mom in Indianapolis, dude was in a foul mood.
Christ, it had only been a little over a week since he returned without her. He must be jonesing that pussy big time.
“How’s it going, bro?” I asked.
“It’d be going better if I didn’t always have to wait on your sorry ass, Taz.”
That well, huh?
“Sorry, man, I was up late last night burning the midnight oil.”
“Is that right,” he said with a scoff. “Anyone I know?”
“I was studying, Slate. I am going to school, remember?”
“Yeah, I know.”
“So, you heard anything from Sammie? Does she know when she’s heading home?”
“Fuck no,” he said, taking a sip of the coffee he had picked up at McDonalds. “It sounds like she may be there for two more weeks, maybe longer.”
Shit! Maybe I need to put in for a transfer.
“Really? That blows.”
“You got that right,” he replied. “Apparently there are a lot of things to go through before the will is even in Probate. His controlling shares of Banion Pharmaceuticals, real estate holdings, stocks. They haven’t even filed the inventory for his estate yet.”
“Hmm,” I said, “bet he was worth a pretty penny. You married well, dude.”
Slate shot me an evil glare.
“Hey, I’m just fuckin’ with you,” I said. “So who’s taking care of the rug rat?”
“Lindsey. She’s home until the 12th. Shit, I don’t know what I’ll do with him if Sammie is not back by then. I think Lindsey would like to be back in Charlottesville now if she could.”
“Doesn’t like pulling diaper duty, huh?”
“No. It’s not that. It’s that Kyzer dude. He’s blowing her phone up big time these days.”
Oh, really?
“Sounds like love,” I said almost wanting to choke on the words.
“Or lust,” he said with a laugh. “Christ, Taz, you remember what it was like to be twenty years old and unencumbered?”
“Hell, I still know what that’s like at twenty-nine, bro.”
“Yeah, I guess you do at that,” he replied, chuckling.
“I guess those college prep guys have it made, huh? Probably getting different tail every night.”
“Not with Lindsey,” he stated firmly. “At least I don’t think so.”
“Oh sorry, Slate. I didn’t mean to disrespect your step-daughter. I was speaking in general terms.”
