“There’s a snowflake on your shoulder.”
Dane glanced over, barely reacting. “Yeah.”
They stepped inside together. The first thing they heard was the sound of the two old men arguing in the living room.
“Padgett, you stubborn old fool!”
“That’s not what you said when you broke off Melissa and Ablett’s engagement!”
“Ablett’s still single, and that’s all Melissa’s fault, isn’t it!”
Baldrick sounded full of energy. You’d never guess he was supposed to be sick.
Padgett shot back without missing a beat. “How is that Melissa’s fault? The engagement ended years ago. If Ablett’s still not married, that’s his own choice. You really think he’s been waiting around for Melissa all this time? No, he just doesn’t like any of the women you tried to push on him, so he stayed single.”
Word was, Baldrick had tried everything to get his youngest son to settle down. He’d even sent women to Ablett, hoping one would stick, but Ablett just threw them out. The stories about those poor women getting tossed out, their hair a mess and their clothes all tangled, traveled fast.
Everyone in Cabinda said Ablett was some kind of saint, completely uninterested in women. Some people insisted it was because his fiancée ran off with someone else, and now he hated women and wanted nothing to do with them.
For a while, even Baldrick started to believe it. Whenever his youngest was seen hanging out with another man, Baldrick would have someone keep an eye on him, just in case.
When it became clear Ablett wasn’t going to get married, Baldrick even tried to compromise. He told his son to at least have a kid, just to keep the family line going. After that, if he wanted to be with a man, fine, whatever. Baldrick said he’d stop interfering.
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