Thad's Mistakes (The Two Moons of Rehnor) by J. Naomi Ay

Author:J. Naomi Ay [Ay, J. Naomi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Ayzenberg, Inc.
Published: 2012-12-21T05:00:00+00:00

Twenty minutes, two fro-yo cones and three cookies later, Shelly arrived to drive us home.

"I saw you on the news," she said. "There was some kind of issue with Rogarians and a girl. I recognized your Toyota and nearly had a heart attack."

"I was going to play with Daghtreet," Jimmy told her, his eyes growing tearful again.

"Dog Treats?" Mom glanced at me in her rear view mirror. I shook my head.

"Don't ask. Just don't even ask. This was all a giant mistake."

****

I promptly forgot all about Ensign Golden. I had far more important things on my mind.

Leslie insisted her pregnancy was difficult, even though the doctor said she was doing fine. Around her sixth month, Leslie declared that from hence forth, she would stay off her feet, confined for the duration on bed rest.

Like a princess, she sat propped all day and night on pillows, demanding I wait on her as well as do everything else.

With Shelly's assistance and a string of hired help that could tolerate Leslie's cheerful disposition for extremely limited intervals, I was forced to keep the house running.

I took Jimmy to school, picked him up, cooked the meals, washed the clothes and made my quarterly sales quotas of pharmaceutical products as we desperately needed my bonuses to pay for everything and everybody.

At night, I would collapse into bed, grateful that Leslie's condition eliminated any demands she might have for my body, because I certainly couldn't give anything more. I was far too exhausted and frankly, perfectly content in my celibate state. If it weren't for Jimmy and the impending arrival of our daughter, I might have seriously contemplated joining a monastery. In fact, I looked upon those guys in their brown cloaks, their bald spots on the back of their heads and reflected that their lives were far more peaceful than mine. I was jealous of the calm and routine of their existence, selling flowers at the mall and wishing everybody a good day.

Even though, I wasn't a religious guy by any stretch of the imagination, I considered it would be far less effort to fake it than continuing to pretend that I was enjoying my state of matrimony and fatherhood.

I couldn't up and leave, though. I had been trained to be a responsible person, unlike playboy Larry, who post-college was busy sowing wild oats, among other things.

I was an Eagle Scout, the son of an admiral, as Dad had been recently promoted, and I knew my duty was to my family first and foremost. I stayed, and I suffered.

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