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“I’ll fix it. I recently learned from an expert.” I reassured them and slipped off to call the nearest hardware store for supplies just as my cell rang. “Hey, Adrian. How’s it goin’?” “Busy with work, the usual.” He sounded tired. “How’s it going back home?” “Oh, y’know, the usual family bickering. I had no idea how much work went into one wedding; the prep is intense.” “Wait, what?!” He yelped. “Wedding? You’re getting married? That’s all a bit sudden!” “Oh, come on, Adrian!” I laughed. “Not me. I’m helping with my Mom’s work. Jeez, don’t marry me off so easily.” “You scared the crap outta me,” he grumbled awkwardly.”

“Well, it’s about damn time I got my royal welcome!” Ferd stalked in with his equipment boxes and bundles of fabric. “What’s going on? Where’s my confetti, bitches?” “This isn’t your personal parade, Ferd.” I laughed. “Let’s keep that for your birthday, okay?!” “Fiiine, I guess I can have a birthday every month,” he giggled. “Seriously, why’s everyone standing to attention at the bar? I feel like there’s an interrogation in progress.”

“Word got out about a mutiny, just stuff overheard in one of our bars, so we took safety measures.” Dante really saved my ass. “Sorry I didn’t tell you, but it wasn’t a sure thing. I didn’t want to rock the boat unnecessarily. Hey, why’re you crying? Why’s she crying?!” “She does that.” Adrian pulled me into a big protective hug. “Thanks, man. But don’t be offended if your guys are watched. I don’t want any sabotage. Are we clear?”

“Are we starting early?” Barb came strolling into the Library Bar with his usual casual smile. “He isn’t drinking before the work’s done, is he? You’ll regret that.” “Will you shut your hoe mouth?!” Ferd screeched at Barb, and Barb just laughed it off. They really were polar opposites, and yet weirdly the same. “I need to get my Voodoo ready for her big night. I’m a professional!” “Say that with a few less decibels,” I giggled. Man, he could screech.”

“Jamie, what a lovely surprise,” Charlie smiled as I approached. “Come to take me home?” I ignored him and searched for what I needed. Dragging a small table over, I stepped on it to face him directly—and punched him right in the nose. “You son of a bitch!” I pointed. “You crossed the line, old man!” Wide-eyed, Charlie stepped back, holding his nose. Hopping off the table, I straightened my shirt and made for the exit, only to hear Charlie’s cutesie comment to the people around us.”

“Whoa, momma! Get off my girl’s man and give me a ride home before he smacks you out cold, and I have to pay for my own cab!” Ferd snatched his coat and gave me a hug. “Take care, sweety. I’ll see you Wednesday.” “Do you mind?” Charlie huffed at Ferd’s insistent shoving. “I’m not driving.” “No, I don’t mind. I’m hijacking your cab, and you’re paying!” Ferd waved at us, pushing Charlie through the door. “See you later, you beautiful bitches. Love ya!”