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“I have no idea. Why?”

“No reason. I guess I can get pictures on the boat.”

“You really hate that woman, huh!”

“More than words can ever say.” She didn’t miss a beat and carried on getting dressed while I did the same.

By the time we were ready in matching colors, it was not planned at all, but there isn’t much you can go with for the nautical look, but whites and blues, and that’s where we’re at. She wore white linen palazzos with a white and blue striped top, and I wore white dockers with a blue polo tee and dock sliders; we looked cute.

“I’m ready.”

“Not quite.” I lathered her in sunscreen, which she bitched about, then found her hat and pulled it down on her head.

“Where’d you get this?”

“If you’d look in your closet, you’d have seen it.”

“Hmm! Are those Cartier?” She was after my shades.

“Go get your own.”

“I have Cartier shades?” She ran back to the closet and yelled back that she couldn’t find them, so I had to go get them for her. So domesticated.

Her family was arriving by the time we got downstairs, and I could see her brothers, especially, looking her over as if they expected that I’d harmed her or something during the night. Then it was my turn. “Well, you’re alive at least.” That was from Brian and I think he was serious.

We exchanged pleasantries and then headed down to the private dock where the crew was waiting. “Don’t forget to alert me. Is your phone going to work out there?”

“Yes, there’s Wi-Fi; this isn’t the dark ages.” She rolled her eyes and went after her Mom, poor woman, while her sisters-in-law went below deck to change into their swimsuits.

Her brothers and Dad cornered me as soon as the boat was on the way into the water. They wanted to know about the honeymoon, which I guess is fair. “North Island first, since she’s a LOTR freak; once there, we’ll take a tour of the whole country.”

“Isn’t that going to take a while?”

“Not by private plane, no. There’s a lot to see; I want her to choose where she wants her vacation home.”

“Vacation home?”

“Yes, didn’t she tell you? She gets to choose the next one. I imagine you guys will get to come out in a year or so.”

Her family is strange. I waited for the talk about money to start, but it never came. I knew from my own research that they weren’t the type, but you can never be too sure. That makes things easier. I prefer to give to those who don’t ask for some reason.

Before anyone could say anything, though, my phone went off again, and I got her attention. She excused herself and headed down as well, and I excused myself for following. “I’ll be right back.”

I’m not sure I was needed, but who knows. I’m not even going to ask her if she’s not going to warn her Dad that he was about to lose his house. I figure she knows what she’s doing and I’ll be there to back her no matter what either way.

I looked it up. The house is worth three-quarters of a million dollars. If she’s not going to bat a lash at that, then I will make very sure that I never piss her off because who knows what she’d do to me.

I guess I can understand her anger, though I’ve never had to deal with anything like it myself, and from what I’ve gathered so far, she’s very headstrong, but she doesn’t do anything without careful planning, though her reactions seem to say otherwise.

She grabbed my hand as soon as I got below deck as if she was waiting for me, or it was a given that I would join her, which I liked, and dragged me into the bathroom, though there was no one else in our room.

She was so excited her hands were shaking. We were just in time to see Helen answer the door, and the gentleman from the city, who looked bored out of his mind and was probably pissed about being called in to work on his day off, stood there for all of two seconds before he noticed what was going on behind her in the house.

It was even worse than a couple hours ago. Maybe because more than the thousand she’d asked for, I’d sent two, and those two thousand had been multiplied. He started writing on his little pad and then made a phone call, all while the woman was yelling and trying to close the door.

We watched in silence as he slapped something on the door and walked away. “That’s it?”

“You see that paper he just taped to the door? That’s the notice to vacate.”

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