Dirty Pool by Bethany-Kris

Author:Bethany-Kris [Bethany-Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bethany-Kris
Published: 2019-05-05T18:30:00+00:00

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“Your father was considering taking a trip to California with me soon,” his mother said on the phone as Michel walked up the steps to the small house he rented. It was better than some of the shitty apartment setups closer to the college, and far better than dorms. It meant farther to travel when he was attending classes, but he didn’t care. “And I thought, I may be able to convince him to make a stop in Michigan, too.”

Michel smiled, the idea of his parents stopping in for a visit making him happier than he thought it would. After the summer he had running from one end of Detroit to the other, getting the shit kicked out of him, and more … well, that reprieve of his parents would be nice. Now that the end of September was here, and October was looming, he was ready to put the summer behind him as much as he could.

“I might even be able to convince Catherine to come along,” his mother said.

Michel laughed at that. “So, she could complain about the city like she does when she’s in New York City?”

“She doesn’t—”

“A little, Ma.”

“Yeah, well, that’s your sister.”

And he loved her.

Mostly.

“When were you thinking of coming?” he asked.

“The New Year likely, since you’ve said you’re not coming home for the holidays. But also for Dante. You know how your father is when I want him to take a trip with me. He needs to plan all the things. Such a fickle man. He needs to make everything far more difficult than it actually is.”

Michel could imagine his mother saying that while rolling her eyes and making air quotes just because. Sometimes, his parents seemed like two entirely different people, and one might wonder how they had come to be married and in love at all. He was not one of those people because he had a private look at his mother and father—they were far more alike than they were different in more aspects than people were privy to.

“Well, just let me know when you’re coming and I will make sure to set some time aside for it, okay?” he asked.

“Oh, you need to make time for your mother, do you?”

Michel grinned. “Never, Ma. All my time is for you.”

“Better be.”

Italian mothers and their boys.

It never changed.

“I know I don’t tell you this a lot … but that’s mostly because you’ve never asked, Michel,” she said, her tone growing soft like it only did when she was speaking to her children, “but Catherine—your mother, not your sister—would be very proud of you much like we are. I hope you know that.”

“I don’t really think about it, Ma.”

Catrina quieted before saying, “Well, if you ever do, I’m sure she is.”

Michel stopped on the stoop just a foot away from the front door. Glancing to the side, he couldn’t quite shrug off the heaviness that had come to rest on his shoulders in that moment. There were a lot of things about his biological mother that he didn’t know but that wasn’t because Catrina held back.

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