You know my feelings: Everyday is a gift. It’s just, does it have to be a pair of socks? – Tony Soprano
“Dean told me an interesting story about the house.” JD said as he and Reese jogged on the treadmills at Golden Iron.Reese chuckled. “The guy that built the house got killed by the Mafia?”“Yeah. She didn’t seem very convinced.”“She used to be.” Reese admitted. “The family that built the compound actually wanted to turn it into a hotel. The bottom floor was for them, and the top floor was for the hotel. My house was originally two joined cabins. Which is why it’s a weird L-shape. Shortly after they finished it, their financing backed out.”“How did she get the idea of the mafia?”“When she was about eight, she was obsessed with the Sopranos.”“Who would let an eight-year-old watch the Sopranos?”Reese grinned at the younger man. “Her favorite uncle.”“You?” JD laughed.“Never said that I was a good uncle.” Reese shrugged as both machines eAll you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt. – Charles M. SchulzBunny didn’t realize what she had gotten herself into when she handed over her dreaded gender reveal to Dean and Jolene. Since Valentine’s Day was on a Saturday, Reese’s restaurants were already booked full of reservations. The next obvious choice was the big house. Jolene and Dean added pink and blue fairy lights to the white ones that were always on the large deck and around the pool. The tables had pink or blue tablecloths with cupid centerpieces. Jolene had been concerned with the paper centerpieces being blown away.“Zip ties.” Dean said holding long white zip ties in her hand. She showed Jolene and Helen how to anchor the centerpieces to the red bricks. Decorative tulle was then hot glued onto the bricks. “When we’re done, we strip them and put them back in the corner for the next party.”“You’ve done this once or twice.” Helen laughed as the princesses set up an assemb
Self-defense is not just a set of techniques; it’s a state of mind, and it begins with the belief that YOU are worth defending. – Rorion GracieShelby thought that Neo was an idiot.Not with business. He was good with business. And he knew how to keep his clients and employees happy. They had never made it that far, but she was certain that he knew how to keep a woman happy.And this is why she thought that he was an idiot.Shelby was driving out to the new facilities, house, compound, whatever he was calling it. Nate sat in the backseat of her pickup chatting happily about what he and Uncle Neo were going to do tonight. Ever since Neo said that he had signed both Shelby and Jolene up for the RAD class, the only thing that Nate could talk about was his Thursday nights with Uncle Neo.Nate seemed to think that this was going to become a regular thing. She didn’t have the heart to tell him that this was only a three-week course. She waved at Chris who was work
My best dreams and worst nightmares have the same people in them. – PhilipposAfter class, Jolene and Shelby stopped for a burger at a fast-food place.“I can’t believe that little girl…” Jolene said softly.“Oh my God, yeah. When her mom called, she asked what the age cut off was and I’ve never been asked that before.” Shelby admitted. “I went and talked to Neo and she’s doing the class and Andre is also meeting with her and her mom and sisters. Did you see the story about the little girl that was raped by her neighbor on a dare?”“Oh God.” Jolene whispered as she covered her mouth. “She’s a baby.”“I know. I won’t even tell you what Neo said. Mainly because I don’t use language like that.”“I’ve never heard him really use bad language.”“He did that day. A lot of it.” Shelby shook her head. “After he made the arrangements, he disappeared down into the gun range for about an hour.”“He said something about teaching me how to shoot.” Jolene said nervo
The best way to find out what we really need is to get rid of what we don’t. – Marie KondoThe intoxicating smell of chicken and matza ball filled the station house. By the time Douggie walked into Gina’s office, her mouth was watering. She hated that bastard. He knew her weaknesses and how to get her to agree to just about anything.“Good morning.” Douggie boomed.“Fuck off.” She growled but her eyes never left the plastic bowl in his hands.“And here I came bearing a peace offering.” He smiled broadly.“I don’t trust your peace offerings.” She admitted as he placed the bowl on the desk and produced a plastic spoon from his jacket pocket.“With good reason.” He agreed, sitting down and pulling out a packet of papers.Seeing the pack of papers, she replaced the lid on the soup that she had just removed and groaned as she held her hand out for them. “What kind of hell have you brought me today?”“I bring you Matza ball soup and good tidings of cheer.”
In the twilight woods of wishes, dreamers rest their weary souls. – Angie Weiland-CrosbyJD sat on the floor with his math workbook opened for the assignment as he watched Dean use chalk to sketch out her design on the wall. He had always wondered how murals were made. She had shrugged her shoulders as she drew out the first layer.“This is what works for me.”Never before had he thought about the details, thoughts and planning that went into something like this. To him, they just... appeared. But to Dean, they were a glimpse into another world. She had started out with a bunch of lines that made no sense to him, not that any of the others made much more sense. Then she sloppily painted three different colors. A bright light blue that was about two feet down from the ceiling. Next were about four feet of dark blue and the remaining was brown. They all blended into one another, and she completed a full wall before moving to the next.Once she was done in the morn
If you light a lamp for somebody, it will also brighten your path. – BuddhaWillow looked outside at the pouring rain and shivered. It was an early spring rain that was cold and hard. Rubbing a hand over her very rounded belly, she turned away from the large window adjacent to her desk.When Reese decided that they would have an actual office, he found an older building. It was what he liked. It was just his way. He loved to take something old and mold it into something new.At the turn of the century, this building had held a dry goods store and greengrocer. The old dry goods counter sat across from her with brochures, flyers, testimonials and three small screens showing before and after pictures from each of the three companies.The large window that used to hold a display of dry goods now had topsoil and construction equipment toys. The children that came in always eyed it with longing and when Willow would tell them that they could play, they would light up.
And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life. - J.K. RowlingNeo knew that the night before divorce hearing was going to be hard on Jolene. After the third time that she cried out for him, Neo crawled under the black comforter and pulled her close. Wrapping a strong arm around her, he pressed a light kiss to the back of her head.“I’m here, baby. I’m here.”In the warm cocoon of the comfort that Neo offered, Jolene slept peacefully for the rest of the night. When she woke up in the early morning light, she expected him to be gone like he always was. But this time, he was still there and still asleep.She moved slowly and turned to look at him. He was a very handsome man with lush thick black eyelashes. Reaching out, she touched his cheek lightly. His head turned into her hand, and he kissed her palm. His eyes opened and focused on her.“Go get a shower and get ready.” He whispered. “We’ll go have breakfast before we go to the courthou
One of the most courageous decisions you’ll ever make is to finally let go of what is hurting your heart and soul. – Brigette NicoleAfter breakfast, Neo drove them to Marti’s office where Jolene was briefed on what all was going to happen. They had gone through it several times, but Marti wanted to make sure that Jolene would be comfortable and feel prepared with everything.Everything including the trial, the judge and the process. But most importantly, the people. Hank and his family would be there. The press would be there. The judge had already forbidden any cameras and all cell phones must be turned off. Not silenced. Not on airplane mode. Completely turned off.With just over a third of the local police department having resigned, been let go or forced into retirement following the Fargo investigation, their divorce was still high profile. Binch would not be handling this one since he did not do civil law. It had been luck of the draw who they got.Judge White