“You don’t see any reason for me to be suspicious?” He asks me.
“No, of course not! We’re in a great place right now love. Honestly, owning an ice cream truck is a great business venture.” I say. Obviously it’s not.
“Don’t lie to me, Sophia. I know when you’re lying because you always start by saying honestly.”
I pull my hair behind my ears and open my eyes wide but as I do he’s already mentioning the second clue.
“There it is. Expecting me to get lost in those hazels. You’re up to something!” He refutes it, but Tony still allows my eyes to seduce him, he is weak after all but I like him just the way he is. I don’t enjoy it, but what harm can it do? As long as we both know my excuse isn’t exactly true then that’s honest enough.
As my phone rings he sighs and backs down as expected. I shoot him a sheepish smile and he returns the favour with an added eye roll. My wonderful but predictable husband. I walk out the room before answering the phone.
“Have you taken care of our problem?!”
“No, I’m just on my way to do so.” I reply.
“C’mon! I’m getting edgy!”
“Just remember it’s only our problem because I’ve chosen to help you. After this week our business is going to expand exponentially so everything needs to run like clockwork, understand?”
“Yes ma’am, it’s just-”
“Just nothing. I’m going to collect the gasoline. I’ll call you when it’s done.” I reply.
Harold’s loyal, but Jesus he’s a pain in the ass sometimes! I blame the parents for that terrible upbringing.
I delve into my pockets and grip the contents of both. In the left is my mentors pocket watch, the woman whom I prematurely inherited this business from. In the right, a box of matches. I’d like to think she’s watching me and she’d know that what I’m going to do is for the best. I’d certainly convince her it was.
I place the watch back into the cover of my pocket and tighten my clutch on the matches. I can’t imagine a more horrible way to go but for the business; we need to make a statement. I’m sure the smoke will let them off lightly anyway.
“I’ll be back in a few hours, honey. Try not burn the dinner to a crisp tonight.”