Dark as Daylight Ch. 20

"Thank you, Jimmy, anytime you need me you know where I am."

"The police of the city of New York have always known where you've been William. We've always appreciated what you've done for us."

"Gotta go Jimmy, they're loading her into the ambulance now."

"Go William, go with your mom. My people will protect you."

"Thanks Jimmy."

"Are we on the same page Ms. Adelson?"

"Yes Mr. Zabo."

"If in the unfortunate event either of my parents come back to this hospital they will be treated properly, isn't that correct Ms. Adelson?"

"Yes Mr. Zabo, I personally guarantee it."

"Thank you, Ms. Adelson, I find it is good to be on friendly relationships and not difficult ones."

"So do I, sir."

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William ran outside just in time to duck under the closing door of the ambulance. Jim was ½ step behind him.

"You are cutting it close boss."

"This ambulance was not going to leave without me watching over my mother. If it did, and my father ever found out about it, I would be dead before either of them."

"I guess I can tell you now what has transpired."

"You have a smile on the likes of which I have never seen on your face before, Jim. What have you done, or what are you about to do?"

"It is your wife's fault, so I'm going to blame it on her."

"What did my beloved do now?"

"She put a bug up my rear and I could not resist the temptation of checking things further than others might have."

"Okay, continue."

"A doctor friend of the family has his eye on a particular peach in an orchard, and wants to pluck her desperately. However, he believes this peach is supposed to be only 16 years old."

"Oh my God, the darling Olivia is in play."

"I was standing my post watching over you and the family and had quite a loving view of darling Olivia. I may have been drooling because Mrs. Zabo said to me that I should try my luck with her. I reminded her that it was Doctor Braverman's dream to pluck that cherry personally in 2 years."

Gwen said, "There is no way that young woman is 16 years old. Check out her records in the school's computer, and see who's lying to whom."

"So that is what I did. It turns out that darling Olivia is 19 years old. She is an Argentine import by way of Austria. Her daddy played a little fast and loose with her birth certificate so he could keep her as a tax write off in this country. He is keeping her on a very tight leash financially, and educationally, with a signed and notarized promissory will note for $1 million on her U.S. 21^st birthday. She has no idea it is not worth the paper it is written on, if he chooses not to honor it. I could be a very good friend at that time, a very good friend."

"However, I get ahead of myself. I have started ingratiating myself to the young woman. A rose delivered to her at work in front of her friends. A smile when she looks at me, while she's carrying it. As Gwen said, 'See if there is interest, and if there is, begin reeling her in. She said, 'Take the company credit card, and we will see you in 6 weeks. You can go anywhere, and see anything, but there is one thing you must not do, and that is 'Get her pregnant.' The company will not be held responsible for that pregnancy. That, Jim, will be on your head."

I asked, "Which one?"

I moved fast enough not to get hit.

"I've seen Gwen move when she's irritated by a man. You must have moved very quickly, Jim."

"I was on the move as I was saying it."

"That was an excellent precaution. When do you anticipate leaving?"

"She leaves for summer camp June 13."

"Adorable, just adorable. Her father won't even know she's gone."

"William, I figure if he's trying to fuck the U.S. government, I should at least fuck his daughter in return."

"I have a better one for you, Jim. I can have Gwen reattach her hymen and tighten her vaginal opening for Manolo. It would be another virgin for his headboard."

"I thought I was being rotten and despicable, but I must admit it does add a sense of irony to his expectations."

"You are forgetting poor Olivia. When Gwen is finished with her, she will have to walk with her knees together for about 2 weeks, or until the stitches dissolve. Then, when Manolo does detach her maidenhead for the 2^nd time, and plumb her extremely tightened depths, she will realize that she may not want to be a virgin for a 3^rd time."

In a very raspy, dry voice Jemma asked, "Do you two think you could shut up for a little while. I have a headache and it feels like someone's standing on my chest and has no intention of getting off."

William dropped to his knees by his mother's head.

"Mom, if that's all the pain you are feeling at this moment, you are Wonder Woman. Would you like some water?"

"Yes William, that would be nice."

Before he could turn, a cup of ice water with a straw was handed to him.

"Here you go mom. Drink this nice and slow."

She drank the entire cup of water as she was told, slowly.

"Thank you, that was delicious. I guess I'm not supposed to tell Manolo that he is getting sloppy seconds."

"Mom, if you remember this conversation, when you wake up, you can tell him the world is flat, and I will agree with you. Now go back to sleep."

"Okay, I'm not really that tired, but I'll just close my eyes until we get home."

"Whatever you want mom, today is your day."

William looked at the nurse who mouth, "HOLY CRAP!"

William asked her in a whisper, "What the fuck just happened?"

She replied, "Let's just take this as a good sign, and nothing more. If we put too much faith in this 1 incident, we could be terribly disappointed in a week or a month. Let's just hope it continues."

"Do I tell my dad about it or not?"

"I think that's a question for Doctor Braverman to answer."

Jim said, "William, she is his wife. He deserves to know what happened."

"You always were a pain in the ass."

"Don't fire me until I come back from vacation, please."

"You have more vacation time saved up than anyone in our company. I don't think I'll ever get you off my back."

"Blame Doctor Luck for that sir. He assigned me to you; for better or for worse. I just didn't realize I was getting married to you at the time."

"He did."

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Note: Well it is 1:36 PM, on June 6, and I have written for the better part of 13 hours over the past few days. Tomorrow morning, June 7, at 7:30 AM, my doctor is going to take a hole saw to the right side of my skull take out the bone, and play with the part of the brain that is exposed. The odds are in my favor, that he will be able to fix whatever is wrong in there, and allow me to return to normal functionality. I hope one day to be able to write again and continue this story to its end. I will miss writing if I can no longer do it.

I am an Agnostic, so don't pray to any God for me. Look at a tree, tell it how beautiful it is, and ask it how it got here. When you have the answer, please send it to me. Maybe I will become a Druid. Bob

The End

Dark as Daylight

Chapter 20

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