Saturday, May 23, 2009

Stinky Is Good In A Garden Of Lies

He could hear them laughing upstairs, but Brad needed to shake his foul mood. He walked into the kitchen and poured himself another large glass of wine.
“Don’t want to be bothered with the old gang either, huh?”
Dayna looked up from the magazine and smiled. “Yeah, it’s only so much of Larry I can take, and now he’s been drinking, so…”
Brad chuckled and lifted his glass toward the attic. He took his time. They were getting along fine without him.
“So Mr. Thoms,” Dayna grinned. “Is there a special lady in your life, and why haven’t you brought her around?”
“As a matter of fact, yes, there is.” He placed the empty glass into the dishwasher. “And to answer your second question, there’s no way I’m subjecting my fiancĂ©e to you jokers.
“As long as we’re asking questions,” He held out his hand to her. “Why are you so anxious to find that blackmail box?”
She took his hand and they made their way to the attic. “Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing.”

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