Thursday Throw Out.

Thursday again. Not a lot to share this week. Livin life, trying to focus on my writing, failing miserably. So I will jump right into the teaser for the week. This is an excerpt from the concept I am working on. I believe I shared part of it earlier in March. I find myself drifting toward mystery and drama lately. Who knows, maybe my aversion to writing overly sexual content will push me off in a new direction. I really am not good at the sexy time stuff anyway hehe. As of yet I have no title for this, and only a vague idea of where I am heading with it. So hopefully it piques interest in my faithful few followers. Sound off in the comments and I will randomly select someone to receive a amazon gift card for checking in!

On to the teaser:

My cell buzzes away on the  coffee table, as I prepare to watch sports center while I wait for the helper to cook. I grab it, accidental sending the call to voicemail in the process.

“Shit.” I cuss as I flip it open to see I have four missed calls. I always leave it on vibrate, because we are not allowed to have cell phones at work. Although, I informed my supervisor right away, that there wasn’t a job in the world that would keep me from answering a call from my son. He must have understood, because the subject hasn’t been broached since.

I flip through the calls and see they are all from the same number. The area code is out of state, and I don’t recognize it. Just as I am about to tuck it back in my pocket, it starts to go off again, making me jump from its sudden assault. I shrug and answer, it must be a wrong number.

“Andy here” I say abruptly.

“Shit, dude it’s about time you answer.” I hear the voice of my douche bag twin brother Adam on the other end.

“What do you want?” I say flatly, kicking myself for answering the phone.

“Nice to hear from you too Dude” he retorts. Maybe the broken nose I gave him last time we saw each other wasn’t a clear enough message, I want nothing to do with him.

“Say uhh….. You still living at dads old place?” He tentatively asks.

“Yeah, Why? Are you going to try to sell that out from under me too?” I have no time for his shit. To say Adam was a complete prick, was an understatement. He took my father’s military pension and “invested” it just before the recession. When he lost it all, he acted like it was no big deal. He didn’t even offer to repay him, lord knows he could have sold one of his homes or cars to cover the cost. When dad died I was left to pay for the funeral with the remainder of his savings. All that amounted to was a cremation and a wake.

“Look, man, I know you don’t owe me anything. But I was hoping I could ask you a favor.” He blurts out, obviously choosing to ignore my fuck off attitude.

“What?” I growl back, I should just hang up now.

“I am in a bit of trouble, and I was wondering if Jesse and the baby could stay with you while I sort things out?”

 Good god! He has to be kidding me. Nothing like using the wife and kid to wedge his way back in to my life. I seethe, knowing that I can’t turn away Jesse and my only nephew because my brother is an asshat.

“How long? ”

 I am such a push over.

“I don’t know, a few weeks maybe.”

Just fuck.

“Okay, when will they be here?”

I am such an idiot.

“We are right outside.”

 Perfect.

I hang up and go back into the kitchen. He invited himself over, he can let himself in as well.

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