The Right Kind of Stupid by John Oakes

Author:John Oakes [Oakes, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-06-30T23:00:00+00:00

Your Grampa,

Bruce Latour

Cody read the letter over three times.

He opened the second letter. It read,

Cody,

Don't fuck this up.

Grampa

Part Two: The Way Back Down

Chapter Twenty-Five

The Abstinence Yacht

"I'm so glad you were feeling well enough to take me out," Monica said. She placed her key card in the lock, a light turned green and she pushed the door open. "And you've been in such fine spirits too. That nap must have done you wonders."

Cody came through the door, jumped on Monica's hotel bed and did a few snow angels. He popped off as quickly as he'd popped on and went to the mini-fridge under the small wet bar. He pulled out a Toblerone and said, "I bet this is like 500 bucks." He tore open one end and began to gnaw on the triangular stick of chocolate. "I'm sorry," Cody said with a brown mouthful, "excuse my bad manners." He turned the mangled stick in Monica's direction.

"Want a chunk?"

Monica held up a hand, not fully able to hide her distaste. She came over to the bar and poured them each a drink.

They had been drinking steadily through the night since Cody had picked her up around 8pm, wearing the spiffiest outfit they had bought that day. Cody had made a show of drinking a lot this evening, downing at least two drinks for every one she did. And Monica was no lightweight.

"Make mine a double!" he said.

Cody walked to the sofa, kicked his shoes off and propped his feet up on the coffee table. After a night of dancing in nice new shoes, and doing so enthusiastically, his feet were aching.

Monica walked to the sofa and handed Cody his drink.

"You sure are right. I should stop being such a Jew." He groaned with pleasure as he bit another chunk off the chocolate bar. "Man that's good stuff. Spending the day with you has been very illuminating, Monica. I gotta start getting out more, enjoying the finer things in life."

Monica smiled slyly at him. "Are you gonna start buying microbrew to drink by the pool?"

Cody laughed and nodded. "Maybe I'll start with better beer. But also finer booze and nicer duds." Cody pulled at the front of his new dress shirt with the funny logo on the chest.

"Well...good for you," Monica said with earnest praise in her voice. "Glad to see I'm rubbing off on you." She said stuff like that with an extra silky voice, Cody now noticed. It was on purpose. It was all on purpose.

"I should get a boat. I love boats!"

"So, you can go fishing with your little buddies?"

"Aww, I ain't so buddy-buddy with them anymore," Cody said.

"Is that so?" Monica asked, showing surprise.

"You know I been thinking a lot lately. And my life is gonna be different. I'm tired of sitting around playing video games. I'm done slumming it."

That was what Jason called it when rich people hung out with the poor. Monica would like that.

"I wanna start living, really living it up."

Cody saw Monica's face rise out of the corner of his eye.

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