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Parents lean on Fords and Chevys with their kids tucked neatly in the king cabs, thumbing devices and gnawing candy as they wait for their particular form of deliverance.
Happily married people do not see these ghosts at the end of the parking lot. Roy was there, too, a big heap of a fella. He sighed and checked his watch. And anxious. Roy Women for sex Skipton a fella who tried, but admittedly not all of the time.
He could have done better for Ellen. Still, he has Nathaniel. He can show him.
Whatever the case, they have a good time. Roy hated this part and had hated it for the last five years. There was nothing good about letting Nathaniel go back to Ellen; well, Ellen and George. Ellen and Roy used to spend the weekends drinking up the sun and loving Nathaniel. When Ellen got Latin male seeks intercourse up with Roy and his greasy jeans and Harley, she walked out, taking Nathaniel.
It was rough, but they made it work. Then Ellen met a nice pair of khakis named George, and they got married. It still nibbled at him. And worse, Ellen still made his heart flutter. A Lincoln Continental turned into the parking lot. Roy tucked his flutter away when he saw the balding silhouette, and not the smooth lines of his former wife, in the driverseat.
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The Continental purred to a stop next to the Harley. Roy took a calming breath and wiped his sweaty hands on his greasy jeans. Roy could snap George in half. George gulped.
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Roy doubted it. This is toughthought George. Roy watched George shake his legs out and smooth the wrinkles in his khakis. The mere word chafed him. Of course khakis. After decades of dirty jeans, she gave up and found herself a khakis man.
The men stood in front of each other, a respectable distance apart. Roy crossed his arms and looked down at George. From his long, blonde hair to his tattooed forearms and his big boots, he made guys like George shake in their loafers.
Roy held his breath. How dare youhe thought. Just great, as always. You little turd.
You get me? Ellen and me never called him that. His boy, his good boy is all he has now. Eventually, Roy wrung himself out, and handed Nathaniel over to George who loaded him into the Continental. The sadness kept them facing each other.
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Roy wanted to be indignant. He loved her for longer, deeper though maybe not better. He looked at George. He was wrung out, too.
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