It was one o’clock in the morning, and Matt Kirby couldn’t sleep. He threw on some clothes and headed to the station. When he walked into the station, Lawrence was at the reception desk. It looked like he was on the computer. It looked like Lawrence just had a trim. His red hair was neatly cut around his angled face. A college student was on the switchboard. She was plugging in the extra portable radios so they could charge. “Hey, Sheriff,” Lawrence greeted. “What brings you in?” Matt propped his arm on the reception desk. “I couldn’t sleep. Thought I roam down here and see how things are going.” “It’s been quiet so far,” Lawrence said. “I thought I take the opportunity to catch up on some paper work.” Matt nodded. “Good. So, I hear that we have a future deputy in the making.” “Sir?” “Lawrence, I know that Patty is pregnant,” Matt said. “Oh,” Lawrence said. “Sorry, that I didn’t
Patty wore a black dress with straps that she had bought years ago but never had the guts to wear until tonight. It flowed above her knees and hugged her waist. She wore black dress shoes with a short heel. Her cleavage was prominent, but she didn’t give a damn. She felt sexy and alive. Perhaps it was her hormones that made her feel so bold tonight. She had curled her hair with a curling iron and pushed it back with a black hair band so her hair wouldn’t fall in her face all night. Her makeup was flawless because she checked it in the mirror several times before she left the house. Rufus whined when she was about to leave. She couldn’t take him to a bar Patty told him that as she gave him a new squeaky toy to play with that she was hiding in the closet. Patty left the lamp on in the living room and left. It wasn’t often Rufus whined when she left him at home, yet, lately he didn’t want to let her out of his sight. Patty walked into Garvey’s like she was on air.
Damn the traffic in Phoenix. There had been an accident on the interchange. Traffic had been directed to go on an alternate route. Goldman had exhaled when he finally reached the turn to get on Route 501 going back to town.They were an hour late getting to Gabriella and Billy’s engagement party. Him and his parents were squeezed together in the front of his purple truck. After the party, Goldman planned to let his parents drive his truck home and he would ride home with Patty. He couldn’t wait until Saturday night to spend some alone time with her.The parking lot at Garvey’s was nearly full. Goldman couldn’t believe he actually found a space to park in. They climbed out of the truck.“Jeffrey, what time does the orgy start?” his mother asked for the twelfth time. If she was so concerned about getting caught up in an orgy, why the hell did she come? It wasn’t like she knew Billy and Gabriella that well. She had just met them yesterday.“Midnight, Mom,” Goldman said. “We’l
Goldman was in the twilight zone. He had to be. Some big haired, big nosed asshole had the nerve to call his woman names – put his hands on her. And she was pregnant. Shit, she was pregnant!What the fuck! Goldman rapidly blinked his eyes as he looked at Patty. Shit. Pregnant. Fuck. How did this happen? Shit. On the last blink, Patty was gone. Where did she go? Jackie, Jodi, and Gabriella were like a blur going by. Where were they going? “Snap out of it, Goldman!” Carter yelled and walked off. Goldman heard him, but he really couldn’t move. He was too busy thinking. If Patty was pregnant, that meant he was going to be a father. He didn’t know anything about that shit. That kind of shit was for middle aged men with limp dicks. Wasn’t it? “Who won the pool?” someone asked. Pool? “There’s still hope. Let’s just wait,” a guy said. “The side bets are still on.” “I got twenty dollars
Patty laid on her side on the bed in a hotel room at Garvey’s. What a fucking disaster. All she had wanted to do was celebrate Gabriella and Billy’s engagement and have fun tonight. That damn Sammy just had to show up and ruin everything. And if that wasn’t bad enough, Goldman heard about her pregnancy in a bar room full of people. No, correction. He had heard she was knocked-up in a bar room full of people. Patty closed her eyes. Was he angry with her? Did he leave? Where was he?Patty didn’t know what else to do but grab her things off the bar and run out into the hotel lobby. She had run past Barb in the reception area and into the lobby bathroom. Jackie, Jodi, and Gabriella hadn’t been far behind. They had talked to her through the stall door as she had cried.They had finally gotten Patty to stop crying long enough to come out of the stall. They had assured her everything would be all right, but Patty wasn’t sure. Goldman had looked at her like she turned into another person righ
Mr. Goldman unlocked Sammy’s car door on the driver’s side. Nick and Goldman slammed Sammy’s body against the back door.Goldman grabbed Sammy under his chin. Sammy’s right eye was closed. Both of his cheeks were bruised, his lip was split, and his nose was a bloody mess. It looked like it was broken. Nick wouldn’t be surprised if it was. He had spit out two teeth during his lesson.“Can you hear me, Sammy?” Goldman asked like he was having a casual conversation with someone on the street.Sammy’s mouth opened. He gurgled something.“Best not to talk. Just shake your head when I ask you a question, okay?” Goldman said.Sammy nodded in Goldman’s hold.“You are not to come to this bar or this town ever again. Do you understand?” Goldman asked.Sammy nodded.“You will definitely stay away from Patty,” Goldman stated. “Do you understand?”Sammy nodded as blood dripped out of his mouth.“That’s good, Sammy,” Goldman said and got closer to his face. “Because if I, my father, my friends, the
His mother entered the bathroom like she was walking into a fast food restaurant. Was there something wrong with Patty? Goldman pressed the wash cloth wrapped in ice on the knuckles of his right hand.“Get the hell out of here, Alice,” his father said as he washed Goldman’s back. “This is the men’s john.”“I know that,” she said. “No one in here has anything I haven’t seen before.”The general’s eyebrow arched up as he smirked. It looked like he was about to say something, but he stopped himself. He took a sip of his beer.His mother looked down at the laundry bag. “I take it these are dirty clothes,” she said, picking up the bag.“Not sure if you can get those stains out, Mom,” Goldman said flatly.She smirked. “I’ve spent half my life getting stains out of your father and your brothers’ clothes – and yours. I’m sure I can pull it off.”“How’s Patty? Where is she?” Goldman asked.His mother approached him with the laundry bag in hand. She raised her free hand and caressed the pad of
Patty knew he would be surprised, but she didn’t think he’d turn stupid on her. How else could she say it? “Yes, there are two babies in there,” she said as she looked at his finger pointing at her stomach. Goldman slowly lowered his hand. “How the hell did that happen? Twins don’t run in my family.” Patty smiled. That was the exact same thing she had said when Dr. Johanson told her. “They don’t run in mine either, and I told the doctor that.” “What the fuck did she say?” Goldman asked with wide eyes. “Well,” Patty said bashfully. “Apparently, twins can be conceived if the parents have sex more than once within a twenty-four hour period.” Goldman was quiet for a moment. Patty was shocked when he burst out laughing. His laughter subsided enough to speak. “Well, I guess we better count ourselves lucky.” “Oh?” “Yeah,” he said with a big grin. “If Dr. Johanson is right a