by Lainey Fox
The door finally opened. “What the hell do you want?” asked the red-faced Jeffrey.
“Boat. Don’t know why you need one here. Jet ski, same thing. Selling them to your secretary for one dollar? Childish. Property in three neighborhoods just like this one. You work with Yef Construction--didn’t Bill Yef get arrested for…”
“You can’t prove…” he said, sputtering in the dawn light.
“Yes, I can,” said Mike. “And this,” he said, waving a USB in front of his face, “is just the beginning. Like the stuff with Daniel, your new boy toy, did and uploaded to that S&M site...”
“What do you want?” asked Jeffrey, his face turning pale.
“Jasper gets debt-free. Now. And the divorce is final by next Monday morning.”
Jeffrey stared at the USB drive Mike was waving in front of his face. “Done,” he said, and snatched it out of Mike’s hand. He slammed the door.
Mike hopped in the truck and sped away. Raoul was in the back, scooping dog food out of a can with a finger. A pink tongue snaked out of the blanket and licked off the food. “Drive to Phoenix. Find an animal hospital,” said Raoul, urgently.
“What’s wrong?” asked Mike.
“What isn’t?” said Raoul, dripping water from a bottle into his hand for the dog to lap up.
Mike used the GPS to find an animal hospital. They stopped at one in Tempe called Paws and Claws. They had the dog examined and X-rayed by a veterinarian named Dr. Maricopa. “This little one needs antibiotics. He has an infection in his ears, he is coughing, and he is malnourished and dehydrated, and has remodeled hairline fractures on two ribs.” She stared lasers at them. “Is this your dog?”
“Our friend sent us to pick up his dog. Turned out the ‘friend’ he left the dog with is an animal abuser.”
Her jaw clenched. “We’ll get him treated. He needs to stay a few days.” Mike texted Danielle to break it gently to Jasper that his dog was rescued but sick, and to put him on a plane. Raoul and Mike picked up Jasper and took him to the animal hospital.
Mike drove back to Tucson, and put in a call LaShonda to get a name. He met Tucson Detective Sadie Ryan at a coffee shop. He showed her pictures of the dog with an IV in its foot, and she pushed the phone back. “I look like Animal Control to you?” But, her brown eyes were hard.
He slid a stick USB over to her. “Wait ten days. Then go after the son of a bitch. Got enough financial crimes here that you should probably call the FBI.”
“Why the wait?” she asked.
“We’ve got to get the dog safe.” She looked at him quizzically, pocketed the USB, and took her coffee with her out the door.
Mike picked up some fast food, sodas, and coffees on his way into Tempe, and brought it to the animal shelter. A teary Jasper and exhausted Raoul munched their way through their tacos. “His ribs have hairline fractures,” said Jasper, tears running down his cheeks. “He kicked him. The son of a bitch kicked him.”
“Take pics of the X-rays and the dog,” said Mike to Raoul. “I think Miss H wants to know.”
“Miss Henrietta?” asked Jasper. “I love her show. What..?”
Raoul patted his back. “Don’t worry about it, baby. Let’s get back in.”
“See you at home,” said Mike.
Raoul nodded. He took Jasper’s untouched tacos and a tray with the coffees and sodas in with them. Mike got an Uber to the airport, and launched a Miss Henrietta campaign on the plane. She was more than willing to wait until the following Monday to begin letting out the bits and pieces he fed her. “That boy won’t know what hit him,” she said, her eyes glinting with fury. “Kicking a dog!”
Raoul and Jasper arrived three days later. Chewie, the grey-and-black lhasa apso who looked like a Wookie, got along famously with the other dogs. Jasper wouldn’t let the dog out of his sight. He was fussed and cooed over, and healed quickly.
The money was not forthcoming, so Miss Henrietta put up pictures of the abused dog and gave hints of Asshole Jeffrey’s shady friends. He began losing clients. Two days later, Jasper’s debts were mysteriously paid and the divorce was finalized. They celebrated with a trip to see Opportunity Village Magical Forest’s wonderful holiday lights. For the first time, Raoul and Jasper held hands, and Jasper actually laughed. They whispered in each other’s ear. Danielle whispered in Mike’s ear, “I see a wedding in the future.” Suda, who was holding Danielle’s hand on her other side, smiled widely. “I’m a fantastic wedding planner,” she confided to them both.
“I bet you are,” said Mike.
“Of course you are, sweetie,” said Danielle, and kissed her cheek.
When they got home, they had a little party, They ate glazed honey ham and brown sugar carrots and biscuits, lit by candles and tiny winking lights. They danced to holiday music and watched holiday movies, passing around bowls of popcorn and candy and plates of peanut butter, chocolate chip, and candy cane cookies and drinking sodas. Raoul and Jasper kissed quietly, staring into each other’s eyes. Mike and Danielle and Suda took turns rubbing each other’s feet under the covers, and Suda ended up stroking Danielle’s hair while Mike rubbed her feet.
Jasper stood up and took Raoul’s hand, silently guiding him out of the room. Danielle smiled, and Suda bent down and kissed her. Mike smiled, pulling off Danielle’s soft sleep pants printed with purple dogs. He stroked her legs under the covers. She shivered, and he pulled down another cover from the back of the couch. He was gentle, soft, feeling strangely without urgency, as if he were in a dream. He kept stroking, and eventually made her come. Even her orgams was strangely subdued. He dug under the covers, and used his tongue to make her come. Suda clasped Danielle in her arms, kissing her and stroking her hair and face.
Mike made her come again, and somehow they all ended up on the soft alpaca rug on the floor, pillows from the couch strewn around them, and covered with the comforter from Mike’s bed. Mike took out the condom, and Danielle shook her head. She took it out of her hand. “Baby, you know what I want for Christmas?” she asked.
He smiled “A baby?”
She nodded. “We have a wonderful family. Why not add to it?”
He nodded again, rolled over on top of her, and kissed her deeply. She rolled him over, and sat astride. Suda cuddled against Mike’s side, stroking Danielle’s back. She came, shuddering, and he let go. Let go, and hoped he could give her what she wanted. She came again, shuddering.
Suda laughed as Danielle rolled off onto her. She stroked her hair. “I’ll get the turkey baster,” she said, into Danielle’s mouth. Danielle kissed her, laughing.
4
The rabbits in the backyard were huge, the size of one increasingly-fat lhasa apso, who dozed in the sun, ignoring the rabbits. The greyhound tried to race the rabbits. Paws ran around in circles. They were banished outside while Suda and Raoul’s sister Leire finished hanging the tulle in the courtyard. Suda ran into Danielle’s room with the flower garlands of white roses and baby’s breath, and they took turns putting them into each others’ hair. Suda ran out and down the hall to help Mike, Raoul, and Jasper with their white rose boutonnieres. Mike wore a grey suit; Raoul and Jasper wore black tuxes. The ladies all wore silver dresses. She got Pablo on the way out with his boutonniere.
Raoul’s mother was in the kitchen with Mike’s mother Molly and sister Linda making the post-wedding tamales. Sadly, Jasper was an only child and estranged from his family, so neither of his parents were there. Suda ran in to give each woman a spray of white roses. She stopped and cornered Leire with her spray as the minister knocked on the door.
The minister married Raoul and Jasper first. Jasper had lost his haunted look, smiling in the sun. Chewie sat on a pillow at their feet, the rings in a pouch on his collar. They read their own vows, about sharing love and promising to making each other laugh and to never go to bed angry. They exchanged rings and kissed.
A priestess replaced the minister. Suda, Danielle, and Mike stepped forward. The priestess married them to each other. T
hey put simple silver rings on their left hands, inscribed with “Love never fails”, starting with Mike putting one on Danielle’s hand, Danielle putting one on Suda’s hand, then Danielle putting one on Raoul’s hand, then Raoul put one on Jasper’s hand. They round-robin kissed each other, and everyone clapped.
The party, attended by people from two police stations, three different medical centers, a tiny house company, and several AA meetings spilled out from the front to the side of the house to the inside to the dining room to the den to the courtyard to even the greenhouse. Music pounded through the speakers, spontaneous dancing broke out, and everyone ate numerous appetizers and tamales and tacos and shrimp skewers and olive tapenade and rounds of bread and chips and dip until they dropped into lawn chairs and couches and the glider at the entryway. Suda kept giving Danielle ginger ale and crackers, as her morning sickness sometimes crossed into night. Suda didn’t have morning sickness at all, which annoyed Danielle to no end.
The party kept going all afternoon, as some people left and others arrived. The dogs ran by or crouched at people’s feet, searching for dropped food. The cats climbed in laps and demanded to be petted. As the sun went down, the fire pit and chimenea were lit, all but the family members left, the guitars came out, and they sang well into the night.
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