"Maxie, just say you'd consider it, you know, I'm not staying away from the Black Cat." Simon didn't understand why he didn't want to go out for a drink with him.
"But what about down at the Dog?" Maxie didn't know why he wanted to put himself through this. "You know Col works there now, don't you?"
"I don't care," Simon sighed. "I really don't." Simon fumed a little bit longer there at boarding house. "Come on."
Maxie grabbed his faithful scratchy gray sweater, pulled it over his head and followed.
"I can only hope he's over worked and under paid." Simon just said as they walked on toward the Black Cat. "Give him a week here and he'll be running for the hills."
"You mean he'll be selling his little pills." Maxie nodded.
"Exactly." Simon looked at him out of the corner of his eye.
"What do you have in mind?" Maxie looked at Simon.
"Nothing," he shook his head. "Just plan to set back and let it all fall in his lap. Kelsy too. She'll be the death of him."
"What do you mean?" Maxie could hardly keep up with Simon's pace at they crossed the street and set toward the pub.
"Kelsy hasn't changed all that much, you know." Simon shrugged.
"How so?" Maxie just kept studying his mate thinking he might lose it once they got there.
"She has her sexual fetishes."
"And how would you know about a thing like that?" Maxie winced.
"Word gets around, even at the library."
"Gossip? The library? Really?" Maxie smiled.
"Well, she's been with just about every bloke in the village and then some. I think she's after some record of some kind." Simon told him.
"You just want to say bad things about her just so you'll feel better." Maxie shook his head.
"Is there anything wrong with that?" Simon squinted.
"I'm beginning to think you wish she was with you. That's what this about." Maxie nodded.
"You're sadly mistaken. I don't love her. I never did, but then we have to consider she's carrying my child, Maxie and its my duty to protect it." Simon informed him.
By then they were down at the pub.
"I'll get us a lager, you set up the darts," Simon said.
"But you don't drink." Maxie winced. He couldn't think of the last time he'd had a drink himself. He had a feeling they'd be the worst two dart players tonight. He was pretty sure Simon had never thrown a dart.
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