His head rose from the table. He sat back in the chair. “Think they’ll go for it?”
I shook my head. “Nope.” I pointed his way. “Not coming from me, anyway.”
He chuckled and shook his head. His mullet swung like a pendulum. He pointed at his chest. “Me, the ex-husband?”
“They always liked you better.”
He smirked. “Yeah, well, the bar was set awfully low.”
The pit sprouted and pierced my liver. Good thing I wouldn’t much be needing it while Matty was around. I think it was confused by my recent lack of binge drinking. I don’t think it had ever encountered water before, not unless I was drinking a vodka tonic at the time.
“You gonna keep hacking away at me or are you going to call them?”
He shrugged. “Hacking sounds good.” He sighed and grabbed for his phone. “This can’t possibly work,
