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I asked, “You do love Mom, right?”
He sat on the bed next to me as I lay there, staring at him with so many questions. “Jesus H. Christ, boy. Hell yes, I do.”
“Do you love Evie’s mom, too?”
“Ah, fuck.” He, solemnly, shook his head. “No.”
I waited…
Exhaling, he nodded. “I know you want details, but—” He stared at his wedding ring as his other fingers twisted the band. He finally whispered, “I have no good excuse.”
I’d never heard him sound… regretful before. “For… cheating?”
Avoiding my stare, his brows bunched as he glanced toward my door. “It ain’t called cheating for the club, Duke.”
Believing him, I shrugged. “Then, what is it called?”
Refusing to properly acknowledge my inquiry, he kissed my forehead and then headed for the door. “Just a good time.”
“Dad?”
He stopped but wouldn’t face me. “Yeah?”
“Why is your good time Mom’s responsibility?”
Perplexed, he eyed me from over his shoulder. “That’s what women do.”
Then he left, leaving me concerned he didn’t know much about women, at all.
The argument to come was proof.
My parents in the living room, I overheard Mom say, “Do you have any idea what it’s like to go to a function at the club and have the ‘club girls’ snicker every time Ev is on my hip? What it is like for me to go into a grocery store and get mixed looks of pity and me being a dumb biker whore?”
“Babe, what is it with you guys tonight? No one thinks—”
“No. It’s you who doesn’t think. Ever! You never stop to consider how all your actions affect me. Yet, everything I do is for you and our babies.”
There was silence…
She started to cry. “Why? Why do you constantly choose those women over me?”
“What? No. They’re just pussy.”
I heard movement then… “Is this not pussy?”
There was a growl, then… “That’s the best of them all.”
“Then why not use it? Why go to them?”
Dad stuttered, “Y-You’re, uh, busy. Handlin’ the kids and shit.”
“And shit? You mean giving you a home? Somewhere warm to come home to? A hot meal? Clean clothes? Clean shower to scrub your stripper-infested balls?”
“Babe—”
“No. No more, Legend. We have had this argument one too many times—” She stopped. After a long pause, the saddest voice came from her. “I guess that was my second mistake. Having those arguments, to begin with.”
“Charmaine… what do you mean by second—The fuck? What, exactly, was your fist mistake?”
