At the end of the first week on the job, I was checking the phone for incomings daily. It was on Sunday afternoon while Meagan was shopping that I became privy to a conversation between asshole and my wife for the first time.
“Hello?” said Meagan.
“Well, how’s it goin’ good lookin’,” said Donny baby. “He any more mellow than he was before?”
“Don, no. Don—I—I can’t talk to you anymore,” she said. “I made a promise to my husband, and I am going to keep it. I have to keep it. Please don’t call here anymore, okay.”
“Oh, I see, you need me so I get a little, but now that he’s back, you dump me is that it?” he said.
“You have a beautiful wife, Don. She will take care of you. I can’t anymore,” said Megan.
“Did you tell him about us?” he said.
“Yes, well, mostly,” she said.
“I’m guessing mostly did not include the weekends at the cabin,” he said.
So she’d lied to me. Well, I kinda knew she had minimized things. I just hadn’t realized she’d minimized things that much! I was upset, but not upset enough—yet.
“Don, I have to go. Please don’t bother us anymore,” she said.
“Tell, me little one, does he know you signed a paper to pay me back for the money I loaned you to make the rent? ‘Cause if you’re cutting me off, I wanna be paid back. If not I’m taking the house. Got it?” he said. “I get the pussy I want and you get to keep your house—simple.”
“I—I—Don, that’s not fair—I—I—you know, gave you stuff, did stuff for you…”
“And what was that little one?” He said.
“You know, stuff?” she said.
I’d heard enough. The asswipe was blackmailing her. Well, I had him on tape. That was a start. Not enough, but a start. ****** I sat in the foyer waiting for the man to call me in. I didn’t have an appointment, but I did have an in; the guy owed me.
“Hello, Chester,” said the banker.
“Hello, Charlie,” I said.
“Chester,” he said. “I know why you’re here. We still have the one thousand dollars you deposited of course; you can have it any time, but, I’m sure you know that, right?”
“Yeah, I now and that’s fine, Charlie. But, the thousand is not why I’m here. That is just a special little emergency fund for me just in case. No, I’m here for another reason,” I said.
I spent the next half hour explaining things to him.
“Wow!” he said. “But, Chester, that’s a lot of money. I don’t know…”
“Look Charlie, you remember the night I saved your ass right. Your wife would have gotten everything if I hadn’t gotten you outta there. You’re the one that said that if I ever needed anything you’d be there. Well, I need that something now. And you will be paid back, okay?” I said. “So, are you there for me, Charlie?”
The banker looked defeated. “Yeah, I am, Chester, I am. You’ll get the loan. But, Chester, I know—you know—about you serving time. You gotta job yet?” he said.
“Yes, I got it a few days ago,” I said.
“Good, that’s very good,” he said. “Come by tomorrow. We’ll have the check ready for you.” I nodded, we shook hands, and I left.
I got home several hours later. It was time to talk to Meagan.
“Where have you been,” she said. She was crying, present tense.
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