"What are you going
to do?" he said.
"About what?"
"Women."
"Ah, marriage," Mark said.
"It's not so bad," Oliver said. Better than the first time. Love the
kid. But, Jennifer's working less and spending more. She wants to have
another baby and be a full time momma. She wants to add on to the
house."
"You just got the house."
"I know. What she wants to do makes sense, but it's a lot of money.
Most of her friends have boats. They _all_ have boats. Wouldn't it be
nice to go sailing with Emma?" Oliver lifted his hands in a helpless
gesture. "She's even got me lined me up for a good job at a bank."
"Where the money is," Mark said.
"I mean, it's not bad. It's just . . ." Oliver shook his head
negatively. "Gathering clouds," he said.
"Sounds like a stripper," Mark said. "Wasn't there a famous
stripper--Tempest Storm?"
"I don't need a stripper," Oliver said, suddenly pleased with himself.
"Tempest Storm," Richard O'Grady said, shuffling to the bar, bright
eyed. "Volcanic!"
"Hey, Richard. What's happening?"
"Nothing volcanic--but I found a '55 T-Bird. It's a little rough. My
mechanic and I are putting it in shape."
"Nice," Mark said.
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