Three Days With Dad

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by mrsArmacost

by mrsArmacost

I had still get up early and drive mom to work. She was leaving that morning for Indy with her boss to learn about the elections. "Three days with Brad. I don't know who is worse. Him or your dad." Brad was a pretty boy, a former Calvin Klein model who somehow got a job with the county and was really a dick to my mom. He called her "Quasimodo" a few times. Told some of the men in her office that "tits like hers should be illegal". He did not mean it in a good way. I changed the subject.

"What wigs did you bring?"
"The frosted ones."
"I like those."
"I wonder what Johnny would think."
"I don't know. He and the vampires will be touring and he will give us some tickets. You'll see."
"I am so scared. What if we do it. Will you tell dad?"
"Well, I have not thought of that and why do you think you will do it?"
"He was so sexual back then."
"Well, he's old now."
"He is still sexy. Old people have sex. Your grandparents still do."
"TMI."

I smiled. I dropped her off in the office,told her to text me and went back home for a few hours.

At noon, I went to work. Dad walked over at four ready to be taken home, reeking of coney dogs. I cringed a little. He was dirty and smelled.

"Hi Dad,". I said as I clocked out.
"Thought we could go to the store. I need a few things,"
"That's fine, dad." It wasn't.
"I can always count on you. Jackie is a bit wrapped up in herself. I hear Johnny Depp is kind. You are kind and in thank him for that." Indidn't know if it was shitty or not.

We went to the grocery by their house. It was an IGA grocery, or a big box one with national deals. "Thought I would cook YOU supper and you can take some home to the boys," he said. I felt like an asshole. He got steaks and put them on the grill. I felt like a real asshole.

   "So, since mom is not here, how did you meet."
"She came in and applied for a job. She wore a nice, black dress and she was beautiful. She had left and I had her application. I waited a half hour then called her in for one that day. She talked highly of you." I smiled.   "She has always been in love with you and I think she loves you and Jackie more than me."
"You sometimes gave her a rough time."
"In uses to get mad when people were mean to her. Some guy started a rumor about her having AIDS."
"She never told me this."
"She wouldn't sleep with him. Your mom has a reputation and in a lot of ways because of her going to school, I was intimidated. I was intimidated by her so much, she slept with Johnny Depp and at times she looked so bored during sex, I worried she was thinking of him." I looked at him.   "Sorry. It's been on my mind."
"What if mom wants to meet him. Would you let her?"
"I know he would not desire her, so yes."

I would never tell if something happened and I was afraid he was wrong. I went to her room after we ate. "Mom said I could borrow a few things." He nodded, "her and her girl shit. All the makeup can't help her. Now, you and Jackie, you are gorgeous. I hate to say it but you look like your dad." I said, "You are my dad, Dad." He blinked away a few tears, but always wanted to tell him, "You are the reason she overspends, feels lost, hates herself..., YOU!!" I grab a few pallets she rarely uses to cover up her diary and I went in for a few nights on the couch. She would be home Wednesday afternoon, so I told dad,"I know you hate the bus, how about I take you to work on Wednesday. How about we do breakfast at Lenny's?" He looked at me and said, "I would fucking love it!" I smiled. It was a win for both of us.

I had some reading to do.