child or two. The way I was raised, marriage definitely comes first.”
“It should. I agree. Anyway, you’re young. You’ve got time. I’ll bet you’d make a great father.”
The white male waiter walked up, refilling the water glasses. He asked Shasta, “Are you two okay?”
Ramón replied for her. “I would say we’re okay, but it depends on what the lady wants.”
She told the waiter, “I’m fine.”
The waiter said, “Yes, you are.”
Ramón paused, and gave a look, saying, “We’re good.”
“Got it.” He walked away.
Ramón said, “Did that Jackassanova just say you were fine?”
“I think not.” She tried to play it off.
“I don’t think so. I think if he was flirting, and I think it’s because he doesn’t think we’re together, like a couple.”
“I don’t think that.”
“Well, I do.”
“I hope not.” Ramón being angry and jealous turned her on.
“I haven’t liked the way he first took our order and looked only at you. But whether he’s flirting, or has a problem with us, I guess it’s the way of the world. Right or wrong.”
In spite of her being impressed, she continued from where they had left off. “So like I said, I think you’d make a great father.”
He gave her a look like he knew what she was doing. “Well thanks. My dad was a great role model, but he’s a straight up fool. A true strait-jacket nut. But I guess you can tell that by me, huh?” His shifted from his serious side, and his left dimple deepened.
“A little bit.” She smiled big.
“What about your mom and dad? I know they live in Augusta. Are they still together?”
“No. My mother remarried. My dad is single. Not sure if he dates. If he does, he sure doesn’t tell me about it.”
“Are you two close?” He took hold of his beer bottle.
“I talk to him on the phone maybe every other week or so. I try to go down there once a month, or at least I usually plan to.”
“Does he come here to Atlanta?”
“No. My dad is a homebody.” She swirled her straw around in her water glass. “He’s retired. He still serves on the Board of the company he sold though. My dad’s joy is to be in this huge, monstrosity of a new house he bought. He’s nearly seventy years old. As long as he can go fishing on his lake, or play golf, he’s good.”
“I see. Really? On the Board. Wow. What did he do for a living?” He took a long swig.
“My dad owned a media company. Gibson Media. Got a pretty penny for it. He’s never wanted for money because he’s always been frugal and saved every penny. But lately, he’s been spending money like water, including buying that big old house, when it’s just him.”
“Well, I must say, it’s great that he can do that.”
“Yeah. I guess so. If nothing else, my dad is smart. And rich. But he is also as downright crotchety as he can be. I can handle him, but I doubt anyone else would want to.”
“I’m willing to bet that if he really wanted to, he’d get scooped up in a heartbeat.”
“I guess he could, but he’s stuck in his ways. I love him to death though.” She sipped her water from a straw.
“That’s what matters. Especially when it comes from Daddy’s little girl. And your mom. She’s in Augusta, right?”
She nodded. “She left him when I was in high school and she married a preacher out there. It was a big scandal because she was seeing the pastor while she was still married to my dad, so needless to say, my mom and dad don’t talk much. I’m sure that’s why he sold the old house. Too many memories of her.”
“Do you talk to her?”
“It’s been years. She doesn’t really call me. I don’t call her much. I think I felt sorry for my dad and resented her for a while for cheating on him. But she was never nurturing, to him or me. Actually, neither of them were.”
He examined her eyes. “I see. Well, I want you to know, I’m impressed with how you turned out. You have a great position, seems like you’ve got
“It should. I agree. Anyway, you’re young. You’ve got time. I’ll bet you’d make a great father.”
The white male waiter walked up, refilling the water glasses. He asked Shasta, “Are you two okay?”
Ramón replied for her. “I would say we’re okay, but it depends on what the lady wants.”
She told the waiter, “I’m fine.”
The waiter said, “Yes, you are.”
Ramón paused, and gave a look, saying, “We’re good.”
“Got it.” He walked away.
Ramón said, “Did that Jackassanova just say you were fine?”
“I think not.” She tried to play it off.
“I don’t think so. I think if he was flirting, and I think it’s because he doesn’t think we’re together, like a couple.”
“I don’t think that.”
“Well, I do.”
“I hope not.” Ramón being angry and jealous turned her on.
“I haven’t liked the way he first took our order and looked only at you. But whether he’s flirting, or has a problem with us, I guess it’s the way of the world. Right or wrong.”
In spite of her being impressed, she continued from where they had left off. “So like I said, I think you’d make a great father.”
He gave her a look like he knew what she was doing. “Well thanks. My dad was a great role model, but he’s a straight up fool. A true strait-jacket nut. But I guess you can tell that by me, huh?” His shifted from his serious side, and his left dimple deepened.
“A little bit.” She smiled big.
“What about your mom and dad? I know they live in Augusta. Are they still together?”
“No. My mother remarried. My dad is single. Not sure if he dates. If he does, he sure doesn’t tell me about it.”
“Are you two close?” He took hold of his beer bottle.
“I talk to him on the phone maybe every other week or so. I try to go down there once a month, or at least I usually plan to.”
“Does he come here to Atlanta?”
“No. My dad is a homebody.” She swirled her straw around in her water glass. “He’s retired. He still serves on the Board of the company he sold though. My dad’s joy is to be in this huge, monstrosity of a new house he bought. He’s nearly seventy years old. As long as he can go fishing on his lake, or play golf, he’s good.”
“I see. Really? On the Board. Wow. What did he do for a living?” He took a long swig.
“My dad owned a media company. Gibson Media. Got a pretty penny for it. He’s never wanted for money because he’s always been frugal and saved every penny. But lately, he’s been spending money like water, including buying that big old house, when it’s just him.”
“Well, I must say, it’s great that he can do that.”
“Yeah. I guess so. If nothing else, my dad is smart. And rich. But he is also as downright crotchety as he can be. I can handle him, but I doubt anyone else would want to.”
“I’m willing to bet that if he really wanted to, he’d get scooped up in a heartbeat.”
“I guess he could, but he’s stuck in his ways. I love him to death though.” She sipped her water from a straw.
“That’s what matters. Especially when it comes from Daddy’s little girl. And your mom. She’s in Augusta, right?”
She nodded. “She left him when I was in high school and she married a preacher out there. It was a big scandal because she was seeing the pastor while she was still married to my dad, so needless to say, my mom and dad don’t talk much. I’m sure that’s why he sold the old house. Too many memories of her.”
“Do you talk to her?”
“It’s been years. She doesn’t really call me. I don’t call her much. I think I felt sorry for my dad and resented her for a while for cheating on him. But she was never nurturing, to him or me. Actually, neither of them were.”
He examined her eyes. “I see. Well, I want you to know, I’m impressed with how you turned out. You have a great position, seems like you’ve got
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