No Time or Reason

I sat back and braced for what I knew was to come. Instinct told me we weren’t going to see Alex—at least not right now.

“Her water broke, whatever the hell that means,” Mason said, closing his phone and shoving it on the dash.

“That means she’s going to have a baby pretty soon.” I sighed. “Gotta give her perfect timing, if nothing else.”

Mason clutched the steering wheel so tightly, his knuckles were white. He gazed out the window.

“Well, are you going to go to her rescue?”

“She’s having a baby, not life-threatening surgery. What the hell does she need me for?”

“Mase, your mother isn’t my favorite person at the moment, but she is your mother and having a baby is serious stuff.”

“Yeah, but it’s not like I plan to be in there with all that blood and shit. She’d better get Sheldon’s ass out of hiding.”

I chuckled and added, “I think you’re scared.”

He snapped his head in my direction. “I’m not scared of anything. It’s not like it’s my kid or something. Plus, having babies is women’s business.”

“Humph. Ya’ll don’t talk like that when you helping to make the baby.”

“That’s different.”

“What’s so different? The same place you play is the same place the baby—”

“Don’t say it,” Mason said, throwing up a hand to silence me. “Shit, I see something like that, I might never want to play again.”

This time, I roared. “You are so stupid. OK, look, I’ll go with you for support, and then we’ll come back to see Alex.”

“How long does it take to be over? Maybe we can wait it out.”

“You’re kidding me, right?”

Mason stared long and hard. “Do I look like I’m kidding?”

“OK, you’re making my head hurt again. Seriously, Mase, your mother needs you . . . and that means she needs you there while she’s going through this.”

Mason started the car and drove out of the parking lot. “I swear I’m not going to be in the same room. I’ll be in the waiting room. You can keep me updated.”

I laughed and shook my head. Then my own phone rang.

“Hey, Terry. What’s up?”

“I hope you’re sitting down.” She paused and then continued, “A deputy just stopped by.”

“A deputy? For what?”

“He gave me a subpoena to testify in Alex’s trial. He also had one for you, but said it had to be delivered to you.”

“Damn!” I quickly filled Mason in, and then continued my conversation with Terry. “Why were you summoned and who summoned you?”

“I have no idea why, but I know it was the prosecutor who summoned me.”

“Now, I’m really confused. That doesn’t make any sense.”

“I guess it will in the end,” Terry said.

“And what is that supposed to mean?”

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