Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 68
She did ... look peaceful.
I whispered, “Seems a shame to wake her up just to put her in bed.”
“I know ... daddy used to do it to me all the time ... I’d be watching some stupid TV show, get bored and the next thing I know ... he’s putting me in bed.”
Bud said, “I’ll carry her.” He was too eager. Nope ... ain’t having that.
“We’ll do it,” we said like twins.
Two said, quite quietly, “No ... let him do it.”
“He’s gonna feel you up.”
“Yeah!”
“Okay, Bud. Have at it. Do we have beds?”
“Texas King in the green container. Your trust paid to decorate. Alice?”
“What?”
“Your mom set you up in the red one.”
“What?”
“Your parents were here.”
“Here?”
“Yup ... I picked ‘em up at Port O’Connor, flew ‘em up here and they furnished up the red one ... took ‘em back two weeks ago. I never seen the like. That’s one big ass boat.”
Alice had to look. She came out swearing...”Holy shit holy shit holy shit! Tyche ... you gotta see this ... it’s a fucking palace.”
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