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They don't even need a reason to do it. They just cry-when they're happy, when they're angry. They just up and cry."
"Yeah? Well she's been doing it a lot lately. She ain't herself, I tell ya. You remember when we first found her, how sweet and gentle she was? Well she ain't now, brother. The woman goes off at the drop of a hat, gets spittin' mad and it's like tangling with a mountain cat. The next minute she's apologizin' and cuddling up to me like nothing happened. I think she's plain crazy. I had no right bringing her up here and separating her from her family."
It was Niko's turn to grin. "How long's this been going on?"
"I don't know. A couple o' months, I guess. But that ain't all..."
"You know...Shit, I don't even know how to put it. Okay, it's like this. All those years the only women I knew were whores. I paid for my needs and cut 'em loose. Some were good, some were just whores."
"Well, Lorette ain't like that. She...Her only experience with men took place in that dungeon on the island." Brick paused, an expression like a thunder cloud crossing his face. "I'd like to bring every one of them sons-of-bitches to life so I could kill 'em all again." He gave himself a visible shake and sat up a little straighter. "Anyway, on our honeymoon, I was afraid to touch her. Hell, I was scared I'd hurt her. And she was so shy, not timid, but shy. I was gentle and she seemed to like it that way."
"And now it's different. She's not shy, let me tell you. It's like my sweet wife is gone, replaced by...by a hell cat. I mean, every night! She's going to kill me."
"So, you're complaining that Lorette cries too much, forces you to be clean and rocks your world every night. And this is a problem because...?"
"Shut up, Pavli. I knew you wouldn't understand."
"What's to understand? Listen, Brick, Lorette will tell you what's on her mind soon enough. Women have their ways and all we can do is wait for them."
"You know something I don't?" Brick leaned closer, put out a hand as if to grab Niko's throat. To make matters worse, Niko laughed.
Both men looked up to see their wives walking toward them. Niko was clearly amused while Brick looked like he might explode.
"What does Niko know that you don't, honey?" Lorette asked as she took the chair next to her husband.
"I don't know. He won't tell me."
"Here, Brick. Will you hold Nick for me?"
His hands in the air as if to ward off an attack, Brick reared back in his chair. "Not me. I don't know nothin' about babies."
Camille plopped the child down on his left thigh and pulled his hand down to support the infant's back. "Nothing to it. Just hold onto him and say a word or two to him every now and then." She walked away and sat on Niko's lap.
All three of them were entertained by his obvious discomfort. The baby wrapped a tiny fist around one of his big fingers and cooed.
"Come get this thing," he said. "I'm afraid I'm gonna break it."
"You better get used to it, Marion," Lorette said.
"Why? They'll be gone in a couple of days and we can get back to normal."
Lorette's eyes flashed emerald fire. "You can be so thick sometimes."
"See?" he said to Niko. "This is what I'm talking about. She gets mad over nothing and goes on the attack."
"Why are you talking about me like I'm not here?" Lorette asked. "If you want to know something about me, you could ask me."
"Niko," Camille said. "I think it's time you and I took little Nick for a walk."
She snatched the baby off Brick's lap and walked away. Remembering discretion to be the better part of valor, Niko followed suit, grinning at his friend's predicament.
"I always wanted one of these," Niko said when they stopped at the edge of the new driveway. A large black Hummer gleamed in the sun atop the fresh white gravel.
Both turned to watch the scene on the patio unfold.