Chapter 15



Another pause.

Will set down his cup of tea onto a saucer and put his hands flat on the table on either side.  His blue eyes went foggy as his brow furrowed over them.  Abby watched Will’s lower jaw recede, making his lip pout.

In a low voice Will said, “Go back to the city.”  Then in almost a whisper, “No ones coming around here.  I can damn well take care of myself.”

“Is that what you call this, no food, your clothes, the dishes, this house.”

“I get along just fine,” said Will.  He stood up and put his hand behind his head, fingers scratching a neck that did not itch.

“Just fine, is that what you call it?”

“Yeah, just fine.”

“Well I’m just getting started.  You don’t eat, I don’t know how much you’re drinking, and from what the doctors tell me –.”

Will cut of Abby mid-sentence, “—That will be just about enough, we don’t need to talk about doctors.”

“When are we going to talk about it, Will?”

“We’re not, doctors don’t have a lick of sense.  Any idiot can tell ya I’m just getting old.”  Will held up his both hands, “And I don’t want anyone poking around here.  That’s the end of it.”

“That’s not the end of it.  I’m not going to let you destroy yourself,” said Abby.  “Regardless of what you want.”

“Regardless, of what I want?  Fine way to talk to your Father.  Your Mother would never stand for this, I tell you that.”

“What would she say about you self-destructing?”

Will was cornered, “So what of it!”

Abby had never heard her father raise his voice out of anger.  It was time to back off.

“Fine have it your way.  Go in the other room and I’ll make you your dinner,” said Abby.  She was in no way giving up.  Abby knew when to call the battle done.

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