to feel pretty damn good. Maybe it was because he was drunk, but the coke must be helping too, because as each moment passed he felt better and better. Shit! He could do anything. Anything she asked him to. He could jump off a fucking mountain if that's what was gonna get him laid.
Why did he have this fixation on her?
Because she'd always been there. Always in his face. Always challenging him.
And when his dad was doing drugs and sliding into one of his manic rages, she'd been there to rescue him.
They left the restroom and got back into the jeep. 'I'll drive,' she said, shoving him over. 'You're too wasted.'
'No, I'm not,' he argued.
'Yes, you are,' she said, getting behind the wheel as he slumped back into the passenger seat. 'You're fuckin' out of it.'
Maybe she was right. Everything was rolling around in circles in front of his eyes.
It was like being on a high-speed rollercoaster ride.
Zoomin' up.
Zoomin' down.
Zoomin' in a big wide old circle.
Shit! He didn't care about anything at all. He was one happy guy.
Chapter Fourteen
'You know what's nice?' Mary Lou said, gently touching Lennie's arm.
'No, what's nice?' Lennie said, staring straight ahead as he drove the Porsche fast, anxious to get to Lucky's event as soon as possible.
'The fact that you and I are brother-in-law and sister-in-law. Family.'
'Yep,' Lennie agreed. 'That is nice.'
'And the other thing,' Mary Lou continued, 'is Carioca and Maria being cousins and all, and the same age. The two of them are so cute together. Have you ever watched them? They play Barbie dolls for hours on end. And the thing I like about it is that Carioca is so politically correct. She's got the black Barbie, Maria's got the white Barbie, and they kind of share the Ken doll. It's so adorable. I love it that they're so close.'
'I know,' Lennie said. 'The thing I love is that they're growing up with no prejudices at all, because they understand that whatever colour your skin is, everyone's the same.'
'Very profound, Lennie.'
'Y' know,' he said thoughtfully, 'my mom was a total racist - only she didn't know it. She'd make all these rude comments when I was a kid, and I never really understood what she meant until I got smart enough to realize. Course, I never blamed her, she didn't know any better.'
'Your mother lives in Florida now, huh?'
'Finally she moved out of California. She met a ninety-year-old retired gangster who took her to Miami. I see her once a year when she comes out here to spend Christmas with the kids.'
'Is that an ordeal?' Mary Lou asked.
'Not really,' Lennie said. 'Alice has mellowed as she's gotten older. Years ago she used to be something else. My dad was a comedian in Vegas and Mom was a stripper - Alice the Swizzle. We were quite a family!'
'Wow!' Mary Lou exclaimed. 'Your mom was a stripper. Didn't that give you hang-ups with women?'
'Not really. I guess it could've, though. Never thought about it.'
'I love how you and Lucky first met,' Mary Lou said, sighing. 'It's so romantic, what with you both being married to other people and all.'
'Well, you know the story. Things worked themselves out. She left her husband and I split up with my wife. Then Lucky and I got together, and neither of us has ever looked back.'
'You're a great couple,' Mary Lou pronounced.
'Same goes for you and Steven.'
Mary Lou grinned, totally happy. 'I know.'
Chapter Fifteen
Instead of leaving as she wanted to, Brigette allowed Lina to talk her into making a round of the clubs. Lina insisted, although Brigette would have been much happier at home, in bed, watching TV.
Fredo continued to pay her plenty of attention, but she tuned him out. She was too busy thinking about the men in her life and how dangerous they'd all turned out to be. Sometimes, when she was alone, her thoughts drifted to Tim Wealth and how he'd lost his life because of her. His gaunt face haunted her. Oh, sure, he'd taken advantage of her youth and treated her badly, but he hadn't deserved
Why did he have this fixation on her?
Because she'd always been there. Always in his face. Always challenging him.
And when his dad was doing drugs and sliding into one of his manic rages, she'd been there to rescue him.
They left the restroom and got back into the jeep. 'I'll drive,' she said, shoving him over. 'You're too wasted.'
'No, I'm not,' he argued.
'Yes, you are,' she said, getting behind the wheel as he slumped back into the passenger seat. 'You're fuckin' out of it.'
Maybe she was right. Everything was rolling around in circles in front of his eyes.
It was like being on a high-speed rollercoaster ride.
Zoomin' up.
Zoomin' down.
Zoomin' in a big wide old circle.
Shit! He didn't care about anything at all. He was one happy guy.
Chapter Fourteen
'You know what's nice?' Mary Lou said, gently touching Lennie's arm.
'No, what's nice?' Lennie said, staring straight ahead as he drove the Porsche fast, anxious to get to Lucky's event as soon as possible.
'The fact that you and I are brother-in-law and sister-in-law. Family.'
'Yep,' Lennie agreed. 'That is nice.'
'And the other thing,' Mary Lou continued, 'is Carioca and Maria being cousins and all, and the same age. The two of them are so cute together. Have you ever watched them? They play Barbie dolls for hours on end. And the thing I like about it is that Carioca is so politically correct. She's got the black Barbie, Maria's got the white Barbie, and they kind of share the Ken doll. It's so adorable. I love it that they're so close.'
'I know,' Lennie said. 'The thing I love is that they're growing up with no prejudices at all, because they understand that whatever colour your skin is, everyone's the same.'
'Very profound, Lennie.'
'Y' know,' he said thoughtfully, 'my mom was a total racist - only she didn't know it. She'd make all these rude comments when I was a kid, and I never really understood what she meant until I got smart enough to realize. Course, I never blamed her, she didn't know any better.'
'Your mother lives in Florida now, huh?'
'Finally she moved out of California. She met a ninety-year-old retired gangster who took her to Miami. I see her once a year when she comes out here to spend Christmas with the kids.'
'Is that an ordeal?' Mary Lou asked.
'Not really,' Lennie said. 'Alice has mellowed as she's gotten older. Years ago she used to be something else. My dad was a comedian in Vegas and Mom was a stripper - Alice the Swizzle. We were quite a family!'
'Wow!' Mary Lou exclaimed. 'Your mom was a stripper. Didn't that give you hang-ups with women?'
'Not really. I guess it could've, though. Never thought about it.'
'I love how you and Lucky first met,' Mary Lou said, sighing. 'It's so romantic, what with you both being married to other people and all.'
'Well, you know the story. Things worked themselves out. She left her husband and I split up with my wife. Then Lucky and I got together, and neither of us has ever looked back.'
'You're a great couple,' Mary Lou pronounced.
'Same goes for you and Steven.'
Mary Lou grinned, totally happy. 'I know.'
Chapter Fifteen
Instead of leaving as she wanted to, Brigette allowed Lina to talk her into making a round of the clubs. Lina insisted, although Brigette would have been much happier at home, in bed, watching TV.
Fredo continued to pay her plenty of attention, but she tuned him out. She was too busy thinking about the men in her life and how dangerous they'd all turned out to be. Sometimes, when she was alone, her thoughts drifted to Tim Wealth and how he'd lost his life because of her. His gaunt face haunted her. Oh, sure, he'd taken advantage of her youth and treated her badly, but he hadn't deserved
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