Resilient by Gillian Archer

Author:Gillian Archer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2017-07-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Tank

I was busy getting ready for work. I had to be on the door at eight for my last shift of the week. Since this weekend was an unofficial holiday, aka Street Vibrations, the boss had scheduled all the non-True Brothers bouncers to work the door. I was like a kid on Christmas Eve, too hopped up and excited to go to sleep. We were gonna party all weekend. It was gonna be epic.

All I had to do was get through one more shift. But first I had to get my sister, Christy, out of my house, so I could go to work.

“I just don’t understand why Derrick can’t hold down a fucking job,” Christy lamented from her sprawled position on my couch. “This is the third time in four months. How hard is it to run parts at NAPA or mix paint at fucking Home Depot? It’s not rocket science, for Christ’s sake.”

I rolled my head, trying to work out the tension kinks Christy’s bitching had given me. Finally I sighed and looked at her. “How long are you gonna keep letting him ruin your life, Chris? This is getting fucking ridiculous.”

“For fuck’s sake, Shawn. I came over here for a sympathetic ear, not to get railed on by you. If I wanted to hear a freaking litany of all of Derrick’s faults, I would’ve called Mom.”

Because Mom didn’t like the lowlife, either. Fuck, none of us could stand the bastard. Between his inability to hold a job and his amazing ability to get twenty-somethings to look past his potbelly and back hair and screw around with him behind Christy’s back, I didn’t understand what the hell she saw in the prick. He wasn’t worth the air she breathed, let alone all the years she’d put into supporting his lazy ass.

“How long have you guys been married?”

“You should know. You were there. Eighteen years in June.”

“And where are those kids you always talked about having?”

“Why the hell are you asking me that? I wanna talk about Derrick’s horrible job history, not our fucking family planning.”

I swear to God I loved my sister, but sometimes she drove me fucking crazy. “Just answer the goddamn question.”

“I don’t know. For a while there it felt like I already had a kid since I spent so much time raising you.” She smirked and threw me a fake glare. “You were such a wily little shit.”

I returned her fake glare. “And after I finished ruining your life?”

“I don’t know. It was too early at first, and then it just never seemed like the right time. Derrick has such a hard time holding a job. Money’s always been tight. It just never worked out.”

“So not because you didn’t want kids? Or Derrick?”

“No.” She was quiet for a minute, then said quietly, “He pushed for us to have some after we’d been married a few years, but I kept saying not now. After a while, he stopped asking.”

“It had nothing to do with Derrick sitting

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