We think," Said Vee"You think? You don't know?" No ... Junior had just opened the door in the bubble and he stepped through and his head pretty much d...isappeared. Someone shot an RPG at the door and Junior shut it before it hit. She sucked all the air out of a bubble she put over the car..." Monique interrupted."Wait? Sucked the air out of what?" Junior?" Vee?" Show her a bubble." Wow! so Daddy was trying to get in one like that? Why did you open a door?" I asked her to." Why?" Because he knew. ’ ‘Dad, that’s a lot of work!’ the young man protested. ‘It will take up my whole Sunday.’ ‘I can’t help it, Brad. I’m planning on taking some clients up there on Deer Day. I can’t have it looking like a pig sty,’ the elder Morris insisted. ‘Look! There’s twenty bucks in it for you if you promise to do a good job.’ Brad realized that any effort to argue his way out of the assignment would be futile, and could put his twenty in jeopardy, as well. ‘Dad,’ he proposed. ‘Can I ask Donny Harmon to. "Let's go see der boss, Micky," smiled Carbone, putting a massive hand on my shoulder. "I always liked you Mick, so if he says you gotta go away, I'll do it real quick and clean." "Gee, thanks, Sal," I replied. We went to see the boss. "Micky fuckin Bumfelt, you fuckin degenerate gambling asshole," laughed Richie Bettino. "When will you ever learn?" He patted my cheek with chubby fingers. "Relax, Micky, I ain't gonna clip yer," he continued. "I got some work for you."His eyes went cold.. I remembered quite clearly two separate occasions where I got Becky to say that she wasn’t expecting an exclusive arrangement at this point. I loved her deeply. But we weren’t on the same page. I should have heeded the warning signs, the advice, and my own misgivings.The thing was, and I had never hidden this from anyone, I thought my future was with Birgit. I knew that it was something of a pipe dream in some ways, but no more so than what Becky was thinking. So I couldn’t fault her for that..