" Oh man ! ," Angel Anderson exclaimed in horror as he watched the news reports about the storm on his phone. " A big ass tree fell on the old arcade in Beltsville. Spanky's. I used to love that place. I think it's the only arcade left really. I hope they can reopen. "
Lyle bit his lip as he once again dialed DuBuis and once again got his voice mail straight away. " DuBuis still isn't answering. I hope they are ok. "
Angel cut his eyes at his husband's concerned face. " Probably lost power and got it turned off to save battery . We're lucky. News says over a thousand people in PG alone have no power. "
Lyle leaned more against Angel who stretched his arm around his shoulders drawing him even closer. " I hope so. I have a weird feeling."
" Well you're awake so it can't be too bad, Miss Cleo. "
Lyle snorted.
" Speaking of calls. Have you heard anymore from that Roman dude today? "
" No. Hopefully the police report scared him off. "
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" I can't believe you all just let Alfred out in this awful weather," Dodie said with disapproval as she and the older couple sat in the living room watching the special news reports. " And what kind of a jail lets dangerous inmates escape? Pigs. "
Glory pursed her lips together. " We don't let your brother do anything. He is a grown man. We can't run his life. "
" He's a grown man with challenges and weaknesses, Momma. We can't just ignore that. And I also can't believe you approve of him and that man. I think I will get Tony or one of the cousins to run a background on that man. "
Glory sighed as she rubbed her aching chest which felt so strange to her now. " You will do no such thing. There is nothing wrong with Gerald. The man is basically an open book. " Then she paused before asking," Dodie , when are you leaving? Not that we have not enjoyed your company. "
Dodie popped her favorite snack food , a handful of chocolate covered crickets, in her mouth and crunched them noisily. " Not before the weekend is done. Maybe I'll stay a little longer. Let Tony see how fun it is being a single mother and housewife. "
Andrew sighed as he hung up his phone call to Spencer. " It just keeps ringing. I hope they are ok. "
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" You're not going over there ! Are you crazy? Just call the police. Isn't there already a cop in front of their house anyway? " Joe stood directly in front of Winston as he watched the man putting on his jacket over his tee shirt and khakis. " Why risk your life for strangers?"
Winston shook his head. His hands shook as he zipped his jacket. " He's not a stranger. He's my brother. My blood. And.... a friend. Sands said he doesn't want the cops called. What good are they anyway? I called them after..... and they let him escape ! And how does he get in the house when there's a damn cop outside! "
Joe put his hands on Winston's shoulders." Don't go. Please. Call the cops. Please. He'll.... You don't know what this man is capable of. Look what he has already done. "
" I know exactly what he is capable of doing. I enabled him with the plea. Remember. Get out of my way, Joe. "
Joe shook his head. " No. If you go..... when you get back you won't find me here. I am not standing by and watching you risk your life for a brother you barely know. "
Winston's eyes were torn with conflicting emotions and his face in torment. Yet he still stood his ground. " Do what you need to. So will I. "
Joe wanted to scream. Grab the man. Lock him away in the bedroom to keep him safe from harm. Why was he being so stubborn?
" Fine. Go. But take the gun with you. Do that for me at the very least. "
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON ELEVEN
General FictionThe ongoing soap opera about the trials and tribulations of disabled math professor and genius Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC area.