" Well , I guess we can get back to our meeting now," Cassandra said with a sniff and a lift of her head. " Those theatre types. I swear. I don't know what Flower was possibly thinking involving him with us ! "
Spencer shook his head. " No. We cannot. That " theatre type " is right. I am leaving too. I will attend meetings of importance. This is not important. Book banning is not important. Bigotry is not important. I am going home to my family. And for your info, Cassandra, my nephew is a talented and intelligent and brave boy who made a mistake but he is not a" drug taker ". Good evening. "
As he began to move his chair out of the room Michael stood up as well and wordlessly joined him.
After the two men left the dining room Cassandra glanced at her younger sister and said through clenched teeth," We must figure out a way to reclaim this PTA from people like that. "
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Reese sat in the back of the limo. His hand covered his eyes. He realized he had left his sunglasses inside the house. Oh well, he thought to himself, he could afford more. Because he was not returning to that house one more time. At least not that night.
His uniformed chauffeur Joel glanced back at him with concern from the driver's seat, saying," Are you alright, Reese ? Where should I take you now? Home ? "
Reese laughed harshly. " I don't have a home. Not without Eric. I have a house. "
Reese looked out the tinted window and saw his two fellow PTA members leaving the house, headed for their respective vehicles. He rolled down the window and called out in an unsteady voice at them ," Michael, Spencer ! Would you like to have a drink at my place? "
His voice paused briefly. Then he spoke again. " I don't want to be alone right now and my niece is not really the best company right now. Besides she is on a sleepover with school friends. "
Spencer looked at Michael who looked back at him.
Spencer said," Sure. Why not? Not much though. I have to drive back home. "
Michael agreed , saying," I would never say no to the star of When Stars Fall. L.L. and I love that movie. So we'll follow you to your place?"
Reese looked behind them and thought he saw Eric standing there smiling sadly at him. Then he blinked and the image was gone as fast as it came to him. " Sure ," he called back," I have a perfect bottle of scotch. It's thirty years old. I got it from an auction. "
He had been planning to drink it with Eric on their next anniversary. That wouldn't be happening now.
Then his phone dinged with a text message. He looked down at it. Rebel.
It read ," Reese , you wanted to know who got his heart. I pulled a few strings because you know I'm a damn Rock God. It was Nigel Norland. Nicholas Volkouv's youngest son. He was the first victim. Maybe it's not a good idea to sue. "
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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.