Tomorrow.
Tomorrow
34
CONRAD
“Istill can’t believe we’re doing this,” Margaret groans over her shoulder. She’s perched on my couch petting Annie and waiting for me to be ready to go. Whether we like it or not, it’s Thanksgiving and our odd and dysfunctional family is waiting for us to present ourselves as a happy couple. The guys have hounded me for the last week about why I didn’t tell them about us and each time they did I had to come up with a different lie. I hated lying to them and hated even more that I was keeping Henry from them. There were so many times I came close to coming clean, but my brain wouldn’t let me say or type the words. I was grateful we canceled our D and D session last night since we were seeing one another today because it was one less face to face I’d have to lie my way through.
“I know and I’m sorry again for roping you into this charade.” I really am sorry I have pulled her into my mess. Without her, I wouldn’t have been able to keep my secret for very much longer.
“Oh, Mills, you know I would do anything for you. You’re not really my type but I still love you,” she quips, giving mea snarky smirk. “Besides, mama got a new pair of shoes out of this, so I’m happy to play along.” She extends one leg out to show off the brand new pair of heels I bought for her last week. Sure they are a third of my monthly rent payment but I owe it to her for playing along.
“Do you know how many times you have to wear those in order for you to make it worth the money that was spent on them?”
“Honey, I plan on being buried in these shoes. I don’t need to worry about wearing them enough to make them worth it, I can assure you of that.”
I shake my head at her and reach for my phone.
1 New Message: Dungeons and Dickheads
Hank:
You fuckers better be here on time and on your best behavior. Bailey has been cooking for the last 24-hours and is very stressed about making everything perfect.
Kolbi:
She shouldn’t be stressed, it’s going to be great. Does she need any help? I can have a car bring Ms. Ruthie and Magnolia over, they would love nothing more than to assist.
Malcolm:
And if her cooking sucks it won’t matter because we can just go to Butcher and Block for dinner. We kept the doors open today for people who needed a place to eat.
Hank:
Please don’t tell her that. She’s really worried you guys won’t like the food.
Kolbi:
We will love the food, brother. It’s going to be great.
Malcolm:
And if we don’t, we have a contingency plan.
Hank:
Malcolm I swear to god if you upset my wife I will end you.
Malcolm:
I’m pretty sure if I upset your wife, Ophelia would end me before you even got the chance.
I promise to be on my best behavior though.
Kolbi:
Just another day in the group chat where someone is threatening Malcolm’s life. How lovely.