" Are you really okay about Jimmy Klein moving back next door to us? ," DuBuis asked his husband in their bedroom as he shoved his wallet in one of his numerous scrub pants pockets and his phone and keyring in two others.
Spencer shrugged slightly and tried to smile. " It does not matter if I am alright about it. He is getting out early. He is moving next door with his mother and stepfather. What can I possibly do about it? Besides he didn't.... actually shoot me. "
DuBuis came behind his husband in his wheelchair and wrapped his strong arms around him supportively. " He may not have been the shooter but he was there. He participated in the robbery. He's just as responsible in my eyes. " He pressed a kiss atop Spencer's wavy blond head. " He can go to a halfway house. You could ask the state about that possibility. Until he is eighteen. It's bad enough you have to administer his and Sol's trust funds. "
Spencer reached up to touch and stroke DuBuis' hand. " I can't have him going to a halfway house. Not when he has family to take him in. Even if the family is that woman. And I don't mind fulfilling Gertrude's last wishes. I actually feel sorry for Jimmy. Just like I do Sol. "
DuBuis laughed harshly. " Sorry? For Jimmy Klein ? Forgive me but I don't feel an ounce of sorry for that boy. Or the dead ones. Not after what they did to you. Jimmy Klein could have stopped it. He could have not participated in it. The shooter, Phil what's his name, was twenty one years old. What was he doing hanging around two teenagers? I'm not impressed by his " good behavior" at the juvenile facility. Don't get me wrong. I believe in redemption and change. God can undergo any change in people but..... I need to see it with my own eyes with that boy. "
Spencer kissed DuBuis' hand. " It'll be fine. I'm dropping off the application for the pageant today. The pictures came out so nice. Don't you think? "
DuBuis grumbled something his husband could not comprehend.
" But I don't think we can discuss any of this right now, sweetie, because you are going to be late for work. "
" Wonderful ," DuBuis said as he began to rush from the room. Only to backtrack his steps to return to kiss his husband goodbye.
" I love you, Genius. "
" I love you too, sweetie. "
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ODDS OF LOVE SEASON TWELVE
General FictionThe ongoing soap opera about disabled math genius Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC Metro area.