Bloody Mary (2005) by Ja (Aka J Kilborn) - Jack Daniels 02 Konrath

Author:Ja (Aka J Kilborn) - Jack Daniels 02 Konrath [Konrath, Ja (Aka J Kilborn) - Jack Daniels 02]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-03-25T19:13:48+00:00

"What does that mean?"

"Ever since our divorce, Mary and I have been in touch."

I snorted. "Bullshit."

"Why is it bullshit? I always loved your mother."

I had him there. "Since when did love stop you from leaving?"

Alan nodded, almost imperceptibly.

"Jacqueline!" my mother called from the living room. "You didn't tell me you had a cat!"

"Mom, don't!"

I rushed past Alan, hoping to prevent the maiming, and was shocked to see Mom cradling Mr. Friskers in her arms and stroking his head.

"He's adorable. What's his name?"

"Mr. Friskers."

"Oh. Well, he's adorable anyway."

"You should put him down, Mom. He doesn't like people very much."

"Nonsense. He seems to like me just fine."

"Then why is he growling at you?"

"That's not growling, Jacqueline. That's purring."

Son of a gun. Damn cat never purred for me. Not once.

My mother made a show of looking around the apartment. She tapped her knuckles on a large cardboard box. "What's with all the packing, dear? Putting some things into storage?"

"Yes." I hadn't yet told my mother about moving in with Latham.

"Good. I'll need the room."

She beamed at me, so full of strength and life, so unlike the woman I saw in the hospital bed months before.

I tried to sound upbeat. "You've decided to move in?"

"Yes, I have. I know I've threatened to disown you whenever you brought it up, but I came to a different conclusion. I don't believe I need you to look after me, but I don't have too many years left, and I'd like to spend them in the company of my daughter."

I smiled, wondering how real it looked. I'd given up trying to bully my mother into living with me, which is why I finally relented with Latham.

He would be crushed.

And, truth be told, I was crushed too.

"I have a buyer for the condo in Florida. I brought some papers for you to sign."

"Great."

"I should be ready to move in next week."

"Great."

Mom set down the cat and hobbled up to me, putting a wrinkled hand on my cheek.

"We'll talk more later, dear. We caught an early flight and I'm exhausted. Do you mind if I take a short nap here on the couch?"

"Use my bed, Mom."

At least someone would be using it. For something.

"Go grab something to eat with Alan. I know you have a lot of catching up to do."

She gave my face a tender pat and limped into the bedroom.

Alan stood by the window, hands in his pockets.

"Are you up for breakfast?" he asked.

"No."

"Would you like me to go?"

"Yes."

"Are you taking anything for depression?"

"Why would you think I was depressed?"

He shrugged, almost imperceptibly. Much of Alan's emotional range was imperceptible.

"Your mother seems to think you need someone now."

"So you came running to the rescue? Isn't that odd, considering the last time I needed someone, you fled like a thief in the night."

He smiled.

"I didn't leave like a thief in the night."

"Yes, you did."

"I left in the mid-afternoon, and I didn't take a single thing with me."

"You took my jacket."

"What jacket?"

"The one you're wearing right now."

"This is my jacket."

"I'm the one who wore it all the time.

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