Music City Madness by Jason Melby

Author:Jason Melby
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePublishing Works!
Published: 2017-06-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 45

Melissa sat at her grand piano and played a melody she'd written for Tomás. The words never came together, but the notes touched her soul. She missed him deeply, especially his presence with her boys, who dragged through the morning head down and heavy-hearted, unwilling to accept Tomás was gone.

She'd spared no expense with the funeral arrangements, prodding Sid to pitch in for the more expensive casket and a marble headstone. Money would come back to her. Tomás was gone forever.

She tapped the keyboard with her pinky and held the foot pedal down to let the last note sustain. Then she closed the cover and ventured to the war zone in her living room, where her boys argued over which shoes to wear. "Enough!" she blurted when their ongoing dispute dissolved her veil of serenity.

"Adam won't give my shoes back," Jonathan complained with his black Ralph Lauren dress shirt opened at the neck.

"Mine don't fit anymore," Adam fired back. "Jonathan has three other pairs he can wear."

"It's not my fault you have big feet," Jonathan retorted.

"At least I don't have your pea brain."

Melissa grabbed the brown loafers from Adam. "These shoes belong to Jonathan. Pick out a pair of your own."

"They don't fit."

"They can't all not fit."

Adam sighed. "I don't have brown shoes to wear. I need brown shoes to match my belt."

"Then wear a black belt instead."

Adam thought for a moment. "A black belt doesn't go with my socks."

"Then change your socks."

"I told him the same thing," said Jonathan.

Melissa gave the brown loafers to Jonathan. "Put these on."

"What about me?" Adam complained.

"Pick out a different pair and get dressed. You two sound like girls fighting over the same dress for prom. Brown shoes, black shoes, it doesn't matter. At this point, I don't care if you wear any shoes at all. Just don't make us late."

"Do I have to go?" asked Adam.

"Tomás would want you there."

"Is he going to be all swollen and gross like a floating body in the river?"

Melissa looked at Jonathan. "What did you tell him?"

"Nothing!" Jonathan insisted. He looked at his brother then back at his mom. "I didn't say anything. Adam's seen too many CSI reruns."

"I don't want to hear it," Melissa said sternly. "I want you both ready in five minutes. Teeth brushed. Hair combed. You boys are growing into young men. It's time you started acting like it."

* * *

Leland took the lid off the cat's litter box and dumped the contents in a plastic grocery bag. He replaced the old newspaper with the legal custody papers from Paula's attorney. With Abby coming home and a mountain of hospital bills, he needed all the help he could get without adding Paula's legal wrangling to the mix. Paula deserved to spend the rest of her life involuntarily committed. She'd brought her own damnation upon herself. No court would see it otherwise. At least he tried to convince himself of such assumptions. The way he'd convinced himself he would never see Paula again, and yet, there she was, back in his life like nothing ever happened.

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