Whiskey And A Smoke Part VI Night After the Concert
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I felt so bad for my friend Aden. He had just returned from Iraq, serving his country when his wife told him that she had been having an affair with his brother Alan. Way to keep it in the fucking family Miranda. She also let him know that their two year old daughter was really his niece, their house was now her house, and the car, and half his money. He was fucked.
Poor bastard. I had never seen him this way before. I visited him at his folk's place up in Redwater, the shit hole little town we grew up in. He was like a zombie, his usually short brown hair now long and curly. His skin was pale and his face overgrown with a thick beard. He looked like shit, but even in this state he was a far more attractive man than I. His deep brown eyes seemed to stare at nothing. His white teeth hidden behind unsmiling lips. His muscular body slouched over all the time. He sometimes reminded me of Henry Cavill in that Superman movie, only not as tall or pretty.
He sat on the porch of the farmhouse his father still managed to hold on to, and nodded to me as I pulled up in my truck. I tried to think of something to make him laugh, so I asked if his sister was home. "Fuck you!" he said, barely cracking an irritated smile. He knew of my past encounters with Tess in high school, and we nearly ended our friendship because of it.
"Hi Aden!" Allie shouted through her window. Obviously irritated at my joke and wanting to change the subject of our conversation for us. Allie and I have been together for 3 years. Allie and I decided together that we would let Aden live with us at my parent's lake house for the summer. He declined several times and I informed him that he would spend the summer chatting with his father about corn, soybeans and what best type of shovel is used for horseshit, or he could have some peace and quiet relaxing on the dock with his dog and a cooler of ice cold beers. That was enough to get him to agree.
Aden greeted her dryly. he seemed to close himself off from female kind as of late. That happens when you get burned, you learn to avoid fire. We went inside to grab his things, but before I crossed the threshold, I turned and signed the words I love you to Allie. I had a good one, I was lucky.
After talking with Pop, our c***dhood name for Aden's father, He and I grabbed his luggage and headed for the door. We loaded up, stopped at Fred's Shed to pick up some jerky and soda and were on our way. The ride was quiet, and neither Allie nor myself wanted to bring up his ex or his brother.
"How you doing bud ?" I asked, looking at him through the rear view mirror and seeing my grey eyes in the reflection. No answer. I pushed my dark red hair out of my face and rubbed my left hand over my beard. I realized that I look a lot like my father with a full beard. Handsome asshole. My dad looks like an older Ewan McGregor, I do a bit as well, if he were a bit stockier and had a scar down the right side of his face from a bar fight. The other guy suffered worse, trust me.
After a few seconds Aden answered. "I'm fine, still a little shaken up." he said.
"I understand." I replied.
"No you don't." He responded.
"You're right man, I really don't, but I'm here for you just the same." I reassured him, scratching my left shoulder where the safety belt was irritating my skin. I should have worn a tee shirt instead of this wife-beater. I wanted to show off that i had been working out. He and i had always had this competitive thing going, all through 3rd grade and college. He was cut like marble in the pictures he sent his wife while overseas. I was not going to let him catch me soft.
To be continued...... Samfreak a.k.a Lonewolf
Poor bastard. I had never seen him this way before. I visited him at his folk's place up in Redwater, the shit hole little town we grew up in. He was like a zombie, his usually short brown hair now long and curly. His skin was pale and his face overgrown with a thick beard. He looked like shit, but even in this state he was a far more attractive man than I. His deep brown eyes seemed to stare at nothing. His white teeth hidden behind unsmiling lips. His muscular body slouched over all the time. He sometimes reminded me of Henry Cavill in that Superman movie, only not as tall or pretty.
He sat on the porch of the farmhouse his father still managed to hold on to, and nodded to me as I pulled up in my truck. I tried to think of something to make him laugh, so I asked if his sister was home. "Fuck you!" he said, barely cracking an irritated smile. He knew of my past encounters with Tess in high school, and we nearly ended our friendship because of it.
"Hi Aden!" Allie shouted through her window. Obviously irritated at my joke and wanting to change the subject of our conversation for us. Allie and I have been together for 3 years. Allie and I decided together that we would let Aden live with us at my parent's lake house for the summer. He declined several times and I informed him that he would spend the summer chatting with his father about corn, soybeans and what best type of shovel is used for horseshit, or he could have some peace and quiet relaxing on the dock with his dog and a cooler of ice cold beers. That was enough to get him to agree.
Aden greeted her dryly. he seemed to close himself off from female kind as of late. That happens when you get burned, you learn to avoid fire. We went inside to grab his things, but before I crossed the threshold, I turned and signed the words I love you to Allie. I had a good one, I was lucky.
After talking with Pop, our c***dhood name for Aden's father, He and I grabbed his luggage and headed for the door. We loaded up, stopped at Fred's Shed to pick up some jerky and soda and were on our way. The ride was quiet, and neither Allie nor myself wanted to bring up his ex or his brother.
"How you doing bud ?" I asked, looking at him through the rear view mirror and seeing my grey eyes in the reflection. No answer. I pushed my dark red hair out of my face and rubbed my left hand over my beard. I realized that I look a lot like my father with a full beard. Handsome asshole. My dad looks like an older Ewan McGregor, I do a bit as well, if he were a bit stockier and had a scar down the right side of his face from a bar fight. The other guy suffered worse, trust me.
After a few seconds Aden answered. "I'm fine, still a little shaken up." he said.
"I understand." I replied.
"No you don't." He responded.
"You're right man, I really don't, but I'm here for you just the same." I reassured him, scratching my left shoulder where the safety belt was irritating my skin. I should have worn a tee shirt instead of this wife-beater. I wanted to show off that i had been working out. He and i had always had this competitive thing going, all through 3rd grade and college. He was cut like marble in the pictures he sent his wife while overseas. I was not going to let him catch me soft.
To be continued...... Samfreak a.k.a Lonewolf
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