Page 61 of A Little Twist

Adam

Get back to your wife. Nothing’s going to change in a week.

Aiden

I am with my wife.

Aiden’s surly tone comes through even in text form.

Aiden

We’re at the courthouse, and Drake Redford is canvassing town square.

Leaning forward, I run my hand over my mouth.

How so?

Aiden

Collecting signatures. He can drag it to the town council, but we’re not fucking with that land. Go to the Disney resort in Hilton Head, asshole.

I couldn’t agree more.

They can’t force anything.

Gray dots float, and I wait to see who has something to say. I don’t know if it’ll be Adam or Aiden, but I know if the three of us are in agreement, nothing’s going to change.

Aiden

Britt says he makes a good case. Says if it’ll help us, if they keep it small, it could work.

Fuck me.

Let’s talk about this in person.

It’s as far as I’ll go.

If the impetus is to capitalize on the brand of Stone Cold distillery, we don’t need it. Hell, I can barely keep up with demand as it is. I’m adding barrels every day, and it’ll still take at least four years to cross the country.

Once Ben talks to Chip, the demand will get even more punishing. We could be looking at prices approaching several hundreds for a bottle, simply because we can’t make it fast enough.

However, if Britt thinks it could help the town, I’d be willing to hear her thought process. If it were me, I’d say no. Hilton Head and Kiawah are practically unlivable at peak times of the year, and I don’t want that here.

It’s veryNot in my backyard, and I don’t care. Sue me.

Adam?

I send the text mostly to take the temperature of the room.

I’m pretty confident I’m right, but I don’t like to presuppose.

Adam

Your daughter’s a scratch baseball player

Frowning at my phone, my thumbs move quickly.

What are you talking about?

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