Nick’. I heard he’d slept with Miss McGregor.”
Julie lifted the mug and took a sip.
Veronica cocked her head. “Miss McGregor, the history teacher?”
“Think back twelve years ago. She was in her early twenties and used to wear those leather skirts split up the back right to her ass, along with the tight sweaters. She had every teenage boy lusting after her.”
Veronica shook her head. “Are you telling me she slept with horny teenage boys, Nick included? Isn’t that a felony?”
“That’s the rumor. I mean really, Nick never looked like a teenage boy, did he? That’s the only student I heard about. Nick in the twelfth grade was full grown in more ways than one. So I heard.” Julie shrugged taking another sip of tea.”Remember Darlene Cummings?”
Veronica searched her memory and then nodded. “She got around.”
“Well, I was in her gym class. I heard her bragging to a bunch of girls in the locker room about Nick and his impressive equipment and his stamina. It’s something I’ve heard many times through the years, from numerous sources.”
A sharp stab of jealousy slid in under Veronica’s ribs. Turns out, she was just one in a long line starting with a damned school teacher in a slutty, leather skirt.
“Nick dropped out in March, did you ever hear why?”
Nick told her jail, but she wanted to hear what Julie knew. Julie, who it seemed, was a fountain of information.
“Yes, I heard he was in prison somewhere up state, robbery or some such. Then I heard after he was released he took off and disappeared. When he showed back up in town four years ago, I admit I was shocked, thought he dropped off the edge of the map.” Julie related in a confiding tone. “I take it he didn’t tell you anything on your date.”
“No. He made it quite clear he didn’t want to talk about it, I didn’t press,” Veronica wasn’t going to tell Julie it was jail for assault. She wanted to keep Nick’s confidence. “What about his uncle?”
Julie took another sip. “Henry McCann. He died last year. Cancer.”
“Oh,” Veronica exclaimed softly. “He never said. But I got the impression they weren’t close.”
Julie crossed her legs. “Back to the women. Who knows what’s true. I only know the man doesn’t talk to anyone and as for the women he’s been with, it was of a brief and intense duration and it was always him that walked away. A lot of broken hearts I would imagine. Is that what he did with you?”
Veronica was taken aback. “What? No. At least, I don’t think so. I think we’ll be seeing each other again.” But now, she had her doubts.
“You had sex with him, didn’t you?” Julie whispered. “Don’t deny it, I see it on your face, you’re blushing. Is it true, the equipment and the stamina?”
“Julie,” she said in a warning tone. “I can’t talk about it, not now.”
“I’ll take that as a yes. Wow. Nick is walking testosterone. I’m impressed and maybe just a tad jealous.” Julie teased gently.
“What about the drugs?”
Julie inclined her head to the back rooms. “Why not ask your Viking god of a brother? He must be up by now. He could tell you. Personally, I haven’t heard much. His bar’s in a rough part of town.”
“I can’t talk to Tyler about this, not yet,” Veronica laughed. “Viking god — Tyler?”
“Don’t worry, I’m not interested, not that he would even look twice at me anyway. Talk about Nick getting around, your brother’s no slouch.” Julie giggled.
“Oh? You’ve gossip on my brother? Now it’s your turn to spill! And what do you mean he wouldn’t look at you twice?” She demanded.
“I’m not gossiping about Tyler with him in the next room. Look at me, Ronnie. I might pass as border-line cute, if that. I’ve been called plain by members of my own family and they love me. I know my limitations. Tyler likes beauty. That’s all I’ve seen him with, though not lately. Your brother and I are friends, nothing more.”
The
Julie lifted the mug and took a sip.
Veronica cocked her head. “Miss McGregor, the history teacher?”
“Think back twelve years ago. She was in her early twenties and used to wear those leather skirts split up the back right to her ass, along with the tight sweaters. She had every teenage boy lusting after her.”
Veronica shook her head. “Are you telling me she slept with horny teenage boys, Nick included? Isn’t that a felony?”
“That’s the rumor. I mean really, Nick never looked like a teenage boy, did he? That’s the only student I heard about. Nick in the twelfth grade was full grown in more ways than one. So I heard.” Julie shrugged taking another sip of tea.”Remember Darlene Cummings?”
Veronica searched her memory and then nodded. “She got around.”
“Well, I was in her gym class. I heard her bragging to a bunch of girls in the locker room about Nick and his impressive equipment and his stamina. It’s something I’ve heard many times through the years, from numerous sources.”
A sharp stab of jealousy slid in under Veronica’s ribs. Turns out, she was just one in a long line starting with a damned school teacher in a slutty, leather skirt.
“Nick dropped out in March, did you ever hear why?”
Nick told her jail, but she wanted to hear what Julie knew. Julie, who it seemed, was a fountain of information.
“Yes, I heard he was in prison somewhere up state, robbery or some such. Then I heard after he was released he took off and disappeared. When he showed back up in town four years ago, I admit I was shocked, thought he dropped off the edge of the map.” Julie related in a confiding tone. “I take it he didn’t tell you anything on your date.”
“No. He made it quite clear he didn’t want to talk about it, I didn’t press,” Veronica wasn’t going to tell Julie it was jail for assault. She wanted to keep Nick’s confidence. “What about his uncle?”
Julie took another sip. “Henry McCann. He died last year. Cancer.”
“Oh,” Veronica exclaimed softly. “He never said. But I got the impression they weren’t close.”
Julie crossed her legs. “Back to the women. Who knows what’s true. I only know the man doesn’t talk to anyone and as for the women he’s been with, it was of a brief and intense duration and it was always him that walked away. A lot of broken hearts I would imagine. Is that what he did with you?”
Veronica was taken aback. “What? No. At least, I don’t think so. I think we’ll be seeing each other again.” But now, she had her doubts.
“You had sex with him, didn’t you?” Julie whispered. “Don’t deny it, I see it on your face, you’re blushing. Is it true, the equipment and the stamina?”
“Julie,” she said in a warning tone. “I can’t talk about it, not now.”
“I’ll take that as a yes. Wow. Nick is walking testosterone. I’m impressed and maybe just a tad jealous.” Julie teased gently.
“What about the drugs?”
Julie inclined her head to the back rooms. “Why not ask your Viking god of a brother? He must be up by now. He could tell you. Personally, I haven’t heard much. His bar’s in a rough part of town.”
“I can’t talk to Tyler about this, not yet,” Veronica laughed. “Viking god — Tyler?”
“Don’t worry, I’m not interested, not that he would even look twice at me anyway. Talk about Nick getting around, your brother’s no slouch.” Julie giggled.
“Oh? You’ve gossip on my brother? Now it’s your turn to spill! And what do you mean he wouldn’t look at you twice?” She demanded.
“I’m not gossiping about Tyler with him in the next room. Look at me, Ronnie. I might pass as border-line cute, if that. I’ve been called plain by members of my own family and they love me. I know my limitations. Tyler likes beauty. That’s all I’ve seen him with, though not lately. Your brother and I are friends, nothing more.”
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