Page 17 of Not About That Life
“Oh, that’s in the works,” Emma replies, “believe that.”
I look over to Ian and he just blinks at me. “And now you know why I’ve been going to your family for Thanksgiving all these years.”
“I hope this is it because Dad’s weddings are fucking expensive,” Gerald snares.
“He’s had three additional weddings?” I ask. I’m well-aware Elise is wife number four.
“And each time they become grander than the last one,” Bianca chimes in. “Elise’s was cute. Nothing but pink everywhere.”
“A Pepto Bismol disaster,” Oscar replied.
“Elise has lasted a lot longer than I thought she would,” Dalton dryly says, “a blistering three years. Good for her. Good for her.” He says it like he was giving a puppy a treat.
“They started dating when she was 20?” I have yet taken a bite of food.
“Whirlwind. She came in applying for an internship and they just, well…” Hannah trails off.
“No, you can be honest, H.,” Ian replies, “she wanted me, I paid her dust, so she started fucking my father as a come up to get closer to me and I’m still paying her dust.”
Now it’s time for Blake to choke on his food while Adrienne slaps the table and scoots her chair back. “I am drowning in a water tanker full of Earl Grey.”
“Meanwhile Anthony married her so he could keep an eye on her so she didn’t get too close to Ian,” Oscar replies, “that’s why he was always sent away on holiday.”
“She stopped trying when you came into the picture, Dominique,” Bianca adds, “I think she was intimidated by you. They recently installed a pole in their bedroom.”
I just dropped my fork while Ian and Gerald chew their food like I just didn’t hear biggest mind-blowing thing ever.
“So when this happens,” I nod over to the obvious to everyone but one person love triangle, “then what?”
“Cheryl moves in, Elise moves out, she’ll get a nice check for her time, and she’ll keep all of the gifts and jewelry Anthony has purchased for her.” Bianca adds. “Same story as with the others.”
Anthony has a definite pattern. “What happened to the others?” I cautiously ask.
“Who cares?” Gerald comments.
“Last I heardesposa treswas trying to get another sponsor,” Dalton chimes in, “she’s getting up there in age so I don’t know what man wants a plaything in her 40’s when he get younger and more fertile.”
“I thinkdosis a feminist activist,” Hannah replies, “she went completely opposite of what she did.”
“Well, when you’re broke-ass and your sponsor cuts you off, what else are you going to do?” Dalton rolls his eyes.
I didn’t bother to ask if either woman was well-compensated after the divorces. It seems they got everything they wanted in terms of jewelry and gifts but the biggest thing – real estate – was something they didn’t get.
Diversify your assets, Domi.
I have a designer wardrobe that would make anyone jealous and all of the jewelry that’s worth a pretty penny. It’s time for me to look above and beyond the Bentley and Manolos; I need to think bigger.
I needed to have my own place.
Ian took a bite of his oxtails and smiled at me. “Are you scared yet?”
I am; in more ways than one. “Not yet.”
