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“Okay, fine,” he said, however, his tone wasn’t all that thrilled, but I’d take it. “I’ll call Iron and talk to him.”
I flashed a triumphant smile at Iron.
“Thanks, daddy. I’ll call you this weekend. I love you,” I said.
“Love you, too. You better call me. Later, Gwenie.” Hearing his voice made me realized that I missed him. He was a rough around the edges kind of man, but for me, he was everything.
“He’s going to call you,” I said just as his phone started to ring.
I only heard the one side of the conversation and the ‘uh huh’ and ‘yeah, sounds good’ didn’t help me out at all as to what was being said by my dad on the other end.
Iron disconnected the call and flashed me a mischievous smirk.
“You should have been more specific with your demands,” he said chuckling. Damn him. “Tuesdays and Sundays. Noon to four.”
Well, friggin’ awesome. The crap shifts. Dad knew my schedule and I was sure that was why he’d said Tuesdays because my last class got out at ten. I wouldn’t be making much money working those times and he knew it. It also wouldn’t be busy and the chances of something happening like a fight breaking out were slim to none, I imagined. My dad took my slyness and turned it around on me. I should have known better.
But instead of being pissed or pleading for something more, I took it. It was a job and that was what I wanted. At least it would get me out of the house.
“Thank you, Iron,” I said.
“I’ll have someone there on Sunday to train you. Not much to it, but I’m sure you know that.”
“Yeah. I won’t let you down.”
“I believe you. You need anything, you holler, you hear?” he asked with seriousness in his tone.
“I will. Thanks again.” I gave him a huge smile and a wave then headed back out the way I’d come in.
