Chapter 6

I went to one of my consultants for the day and the next couple of weeks went by without too much consternation.

About a month later, at our day-before meeting, I brought up a new subject to Jeff.

“Jennie Lee tells me that you are her Uncle!” I disclosed.

“Yeah, I am – So what?” he responded curtly.

“Whoa there, Jeff, I’m just trying to get to know you a little better, you don’t have to cut my head off?” I replied.

“Sorry, David – Daniel, her father was a real SOB, including slapping her around a lot, and her mother too?” Jeff said.

“She didn’t tell me that, but I would understand why she didn’t! Wow, that’s rough – if you can’t trust your own dad, who can you trust?” I said, disgusted at this bald-faced lie he just told me.

“What about her mother, she’s not said a word about her to either me or my wife?” I added.

Jeff chuckled, “After that no-good sonofabitch left town, I stepped in and her mother and I became a couple.”

It was with every fiber of my being that I didn’t reach across the table and punch Jeff’s lights out, with him talking about Jennie Lee’s mother like that.

But, I did keep my emotions in check and the next night, at the Commissioners meeting I was very lucky that nothing too controversial was on the docket, so I did indeed vote with Jeff on everything.

The next time Jennie Lee came over I sat her down.

“About your Uncle Jeff; is he married?” I asked.

“Y-yes, he’s married to my Uncle Sean’s ex-wife Mary! Didn’t you already know that, David?” she asked, sounding perplexed.

“No, Jeff and I don’t talk much about our families, it’s usually just business. You said ‘ex-wife!’ What happened between them, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“From what I understand, Uncle Sean walked in on his wife, with another man! I don’t know who, but it broke them up and she left him to go and become Uncle Jeff’s wife instead. That was when Uncle Jeff made a deal with Uncle Sean to take the new name and become a City Commissioner.” Jennie Lee said.

“Wow, that’s more complicated than one of those Soap Opera’s on TV!” Liz said.

That night, after Jenny Lee left for home, Liz and I were sitting down to dinner, homemade tacos!

“What are you thinking, Davey?” Liz asked.

“Of a way to get Jeff out of office and into jail!” I declared.

“How do you propose to do that?”

“That’s why I’m thinking so hard, it’s complicated, isn’t it?” I replied.

“Yes, it is, but eat your dinner please, I slaved over a hot fry pan for you?” she said, sporting the grin that brought us together in the first place.

“Sorry, Lizzie!” I said, picking up this tremendous smelling taco and taking big bite.

Nothing tasted as good as that taco did, and I had two of them.