By Jeff Abbott
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You know, that’s allowed if you’re creative. Shakespeare wrote comedies and tragedies. ’ She turned back to the window. ’ ‘I suppose Pete’s mother isn’t an option,’ Whit ventured. ’ Whit asked. ’ ‘Then I guess we’ll get you to a motel. You got several choices: the Excellent, which isn’t, the Port Leo Inn, the Gulf Breeze. A bunch of B and Bs. ’ She managed a sniffle and a slight smile, friendlier than just a moment ago. ‘Any room at your inn? ’ ‘You don’t want to stay with me. I’m a dork who lives with his dad,’ he said.
And while his Darling was versed in erotic tricks involving stamps that made his tongue go dry, her friend Pete performed with her, which seemed … wrong. The Blade watched them couple again and again until the world’s edges grew soft and his mind napped. He heard Mama cursing. When he awoke, he felt bleary and offended. She deserved rest with the pleasure of his company. He could save her from this sordidness. He would. That little shady spot under the old bent oaks, it would be perfect for her.
A freshly brewed storm hovered over the western Gulf of Mexico, scudding dark clouds over Port Leo. The October air blew heavy with the promise of rain. Whit eased his Ford Explorer down the crushed-oyster-shell driveway. He sped down Evangeline Street, past the old Victorian homes, till he reached Main Street, then headed north, threading through downtown, toward the marina. The Port Leo storefronts catering to the winter Texans and tourists stood dark. He sped past Port Leo Park and its attendant curves of grass and beach; past the dour, guano-grimed statue of St Leo the Great, the town’s namesake because of his reputed ability to calm storms; past a line of trendy galleries selling the wares of the town’s many artists.