Chapter 44
“I guess by now you’ve heard about all the releases,” Shaun said a few days later.
Montana nodded. “I may not work there anymore, but I’ve been keeping up with things online. It’s really sad when they let guys go, you know?”
“Girl, I so agree. I’m kind of worried Paul’s going to be next.”
“Well, no one’s immune really. But now that you’ve mentioned it, he and I did have a discussion about that last night.”
Shaun perked up a little. “Oh?”
“Yeah. First he wondered if I’d still marry him if he was released.”
“You cannot be serious!”
“I wish I wasn’t. But one would think he’d already known the answer to that. I wouldn’t have cared if he had been a mail carrier.”
“I know! I realize there’s unscrupulous people out there that use these guys for a thing or two, but I can definitely say you aren’t one of them. Even those little girls can see that.”
“Yeah. Speaking of the kids, he nearly had a stroke the other day when Mac said someone came to her school to talk about drugs.”
“You have to be kidding. Why would he have a fit about that?”
“The presentation was by a narcotics officer. The way Paul acted, you’d think the guy was passing out joints to second graders or something.”
“So much the better that someone from law enforcement did the talk. Kids look up to those kind of people and it’s never too early for them to learn about this stuff, especially from the police. Better for kids to be properly educated on it now than finding out on their own later in life.”
“That or hearing it from Brian,” Montana said. “And that’s what I finally got through to Paul’s thick skull.”
“So you ready to be married to that thick skull?” Shaun asked teasingly.
“It’s only a matter of days now. If I’m not ready for it by now, I never will be. Actually, I’m a little more concerned about the poor man’s bachelor party.”
Shaun perked up. “You heard about that?”
“I certainly hope so; my own brother happens to be in on it. Sly gave me a warning just in case I have a dead brother and Paul has a dead best man by the end of the evening. But for the most part, it’s going to be Brian’s ‘little project,’ so to say.”
“Do either of us want to be around for that?”
“I think that’s why it is called a bachelor party. No women. I think we’re safe. Question is if Paul does kill someone, who is going to pick up the bodies?”
A loud bellow interrupted them.
“I know those two fuck-o’s are up to something!” Paul yelled before coming in the room.
“Who is up to what?” Montana asked.
“Brian and your brother. Both of them are hell bent on giving me a bachelor party. Is that really necessary?”
“And why wouldn’t it be?” Shaun wondered.
“Tasha’s having one for me but you don’t see me running around screaming like a banshee,” Montana added.
He sighed, calming a little and getting out some ice cream, eating right from the carton. “Tasha probably doesn’t have something sneaky going on either.”
Montana shook her head and gave Paul a look of disgust.
He gave her a look back. “What?”
“Were you raised by a pack of wolves or something? Jesus, Paul, there’s bowls in the cupboard for a reason. Use one. Just the other day you about opened a vein when Mac was drinking out of the milk carton. Now look what you’re doing.”
“So? Nobody else eats this kind but me.”
“That’s beside the point. You’re saying one thing to those girls and there you are doing another. What is that going to tell them?”
“Do as I say, not as I do?”
“Get a bowl,” Montana repeated, then looked over at Shaun. “It’s like having a third child in this house.”
“A third child you happen to be marrying in a few days,” Shaun nodded. “And there isn’t about to be a dull moment after that. Better get used to it now while you can.”
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