Genevieve
Copyright© 2023 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 23
Once decided, there was no waiting.
One would think that a town the size of Grosse Ile, population ten thousand, would have a Marriage License Office.
Nope ... Wayne County Clerk. Downtown Detroit.
“Drive, City Bus or boat?” Daddy asked.
“We have a boat?” Gen said. The look she gave David was reprehensible.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Didn’t I tell you?”
“Yes.”
“Small boats and Big boats don’t mix well.”
“Big boats don’t venture on our river. Low bridges.”
“You were 4 ... almost ... when we bought the place.”
He had a guilty look.
“What else?”
‘Never play poker with the kid,’ he thought. “I just found out about it.”
‘Hmm?’ A wry face to go with the wry thought. “Daddy, there’s a list of assets that came with the place.” That created a genuine pause. Time for a think. ‘Ah. Got it.’ “A boat is not on the assets list.”
“How do you know?” ‘The list is in the vault ... How does she know?’ Ah ... the look.
“I read the list.” ‘Drat ... confession time ... only if he catches that.’ ‘Drat ... he did.’ A gathering of her forces, a mental girding of the loins. “The top right hand drawer of the Base Commandants desk is not the place for the combination.” ‘How far must I confess?’
Daddy gave a slight doubletake. ‘Shit ... I wrote that combination on the bottom of the drawer,’ “Took the drawer out, huh? Checked the vault lately?”
“Not since I was 6.” ‘Lately? what else has happened ... lately?’
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