car and bitch slap you to bring you to your senses. In fact, I think I’ll bitch slap you twice because this has to be one of the stupidest things you have ever told me. As well as this, I need you to be clear that I will not, ever, put up with you being stupid.
I grew up with a family of stupid people. A family so stupid I can barely stand to spend five minutes of my time in the same room as them. It is because of this that I most definitely will not spend my free time hanging around with you. I will not spend my time with someone who appears to be undergoing some sort of adult aged, genetic mutation. A mutation that sees her turning stupid as she grows old.
In fact, don’t worry one bit about Maverick back there in the float, we need to head straight to the nearest Health Service. We need to do this so I can get you checked out and medicated. We need to do this because I will sure miss the shit out of you if I have to stop seeing you because you have morphed into a stupid person. Where’s my IPhone? I need to look at my GPS app and find the nearest Health Service. Stat.”
Jen watches me begin frantically searching for my IPhone in my handbag.
“Shit Ash, take a breather will you? I haven’t seen you this riled up in a while. Well, when I say in a while, I should probably clarify that it's been a whole three days since your last rant. We both know that that is only due to the pain meds you’ve been on. Clearly you were quite taken with Jax? To this fact I have only one thing to say. I saw him first so the way I see it, I get first dibs.”
“And what about Jason, your fiancé?” I ask acidly. I am annoyed that she would even consider cutting in. Especially on the man who, I am now sure, I am going to marry and have lots of babies with.
“Yes well, you do have a good point there. Sadly for Jax I’m off the market. And luckily so because, according to a medical expert I recently met, I have some weird genetic mutation that sees me destined to become too stupid to maintain friendships and relationships anyway.”
She says this in a serious tone with just a tiny hint of a smile sneaking onto the corners of her lips.
I stop my crazed search for my IPhone and breathe out deeply.
“You still haven’t answered my question. Why did you call him old?”
“Because I was told he was old, that’s why.”
Her sneaky little smile is starting to lift the corners of her mouth even further.
“The fact that I was told he was old by a nineteen year old graduate recruit at work may have something to do with the difference in opinion we are now experiencing. To be honest I can’t wait to see said graduate recruit on Monday. I am now very keen to find out his thoughts on which category of the human age spectrum I belong to.”
Jen flashes me a cheeky grin as she starts the car, flings it into gear and starts a wide u-turn across the front of the day yards. We are soon pointing back up the driveway and towards the front gate again.
“Oh.” I take another almost normal breath. “I suppose that sounds like a reasonable excuse. I’ll let you off the Health Service visit for today, but I am watching you closely. If I even suspect that one small symptom of stupidity is beginning to show again, I will quickly be arranging your transport to a Health Service. You may need to check that your ambulance cover is up-to-date when you get home, in case you have to pay transport costs.”
Jen ponder s my threat seriously for a brief moment before simply shaking the conversation off and getting down to the business of driving us home. This leaves me with nothing further to say, so I use the opportunistic silence to begin plotting a plan to find out more about Jax Walker.
The first thing I of course need to know, is does he have a wife or girlfriend? Having a wife or girlfriend would put a dampener on my future husband plans for him. We have only travelled a