Page 203 of The Champion
I managed to get her off the phone after that and decidedto call Axel on my way home. He was on his way to Lernerville with Tommy.
“Hey dad, what’s up?”
“You’re mom walked in on you and Lily.” I had nointention of sugar coating it for him. He needed to learn about these things.
He chuckled casually. “That sucks for me, huh?”
“Pretty much,”
“Sorry.” He offered.
“Just lock your door kid. No one wants to see that,especially your mom.”
“Noted,”
“It better be more than noted buddy, more likeremembered.”
“All right, lock the door.”
“Good, now how was Grand Rapids on Wednesday...you took first in the Silver Crown andmidgets, right?”
“Yeah, something is missing with the sprint program.We’re forty points out of the lead behind Shane and I just don’t see what we’redoing wrong.”
We got onto talking about racing after that and I gavehim what pointers I had. More than anyone on this, Tommy was where the brainswere—hints why he was always with Axel these days.
When I got home that night, Sway was crying over herchildren growing up. Casten, who faithfully said goodnight to Sway, went to bedwithout saying anything to her when he got home from his midget race.
“Let’s have another baby?” she said to me as we laid inbed that night.
“No, I don’t think so.” I told her firmly rolling awayfrom her. “I’ll get you a puppy.”
“Not the same.”
“Sure it is. And best of all, they don’t talk back.”
I had a feeling this wasn’t over but for now, she fellasleep. Poor Sway hated the kids getting older and becoming adults, especiallywith the boys. She wanted to baby them.
I knew how she felt—I hated it as well. I missed thetimes when they were babies and learning to speak. Now they talked back, Icould live without that.
Panhard Bar – Sway
“Let’s get away for the weekend.”
“Get away? You’re kidding right?” he threw his arms upand papers scattered across his desk with the motion. “Do you not see all thisshit?”
“I see it.” My voice was timed trying not to set him offany more. “I just think you need a break.”
It took me a good week after that to convince Jamesonthat we needed to get but the week after Christmas, he agreed.
We decided to keep it simple and just head to our housethat we purchased in the Florida Keys after I had gone there last winter withthe girls.
The house was simple, only three bedrooms but it was righton the water and very romantic.
Now knowing how our vacations or trips in general usuallygo for us, how do you think our time went?
Let’s face it. Jameson and his moronic ideas have gottenus both in our fair share of compromising situations before. Now wasn’t anydifferent.
We got a speeding ticket on the way there because wedrove which was a stupid idea, by the way. I got food poising from some gasstation food and by the time we got to the beach house neither of us was in themood to do anything besides sleep.
