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I turned toward Peeb and huffed out a sigh. “You don’t pay attention to the details, asshole. I asked you what you liked, not what you wanted. I was being polite. Courteous.”

He laughed. “Now you’re a kind-hearted fucker, huh?”

“Something like that.”

“So you were just askin’, but not givin’ a fuck what I responded?”

“Jesus fucking Christ. Not exactly. Are we really standing here in the fucking store arguing about meat? Why does everything have to be so god damned difficult with you?”

He shook his head. “It ain’t difficult. I ain’t difficult. Beef ribs are a bitch to get right. Get pork. That’s pretty simple. You wanna be a prick and go fifty-fifty, do it.”

I flexed my biceps. “You calling me a prick?”

“I just called you one, yeah. You flexin’ on me, Boss?”

I shook my head. “Just asking a question, you big dumb fuck.”

“I’ll beat your presidential patch-wearin’ ass, Crip. Don’t call me a dumb fuck.”

“Dumb pork-eatin’ fuck.”

He raked his hair from his face and took a step back. “I mean it.”

“So, did you make a decision?” the butcher asked.

We both turned toward him.

His eyes widened. “I’ll be back.”

“Beef,” Pee Bee snapped.

“Pork,” I said.

His eyes darted back and forth, alternating between Peeb and me. “Go with a little of each?”

“Fifty-fifty,” I said. “We need about 75 pounds of ribs, total. No, make it 80. And 30 pounds of beef brisket.”

“When would you like it?”

“Can we pick it up Friday?”

He nodded. “We’ll need you to pay in advance on that much meat.”

I reached for my wallet. “Just give me an amount.”

“So, 40 pounds of beef ribs, 40 pounds of pork ribs, and 30 pounds of beef brisket?”

I nodded. “Sounds right.”

He punched his finger against the keyboard on the scale, printed off three stickers, and stuck them to a piece of butcher paper. He handed me the slip of paper. “Just pay at the register. They’ll scan those for you.”

“Appreciate it.”

He chuckled. “I thought for a minute you two were going to actually fight over it.”

“Like a fist fight?” I asked.

He nodded. “That’s what I was thinking.”

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