He’s been so crazy about finding The Heat Bringer, that he had to fabricate her return to justify his tyranny.” “That’s what I said!” Mom exclaimed, squeezing my knee again, “But Lucy insists in believing the rhetoric the government feeds us.” “Always keep yer ear to the ground, Miss Lucy,” Arby said, touching his ear, “those in power keep their power through lies and deception, and you’ve got to listen carefully to hear through the bullshit.” “You’re obviously a perceptive man, Arby,” Aunt Lucilla smirked at Mom, “nothing gets past you.” “No, it doesn’t,” Arby chuckled, pouring another glass of whiskey, “I’m keener than a fox, I tell ya.” Nate snorted a laugh, and I laughed because he did. We connected eyes again, and shared a little secret in our smile. The evening turned to night, and the glasses began littering the counter. Aunt Lucilla became louder and rowdier, Mom became bubbly and easily embarrassed, and I became liquid. It seemed that no matter what position I assumed, I would slide precariously from it. Luckily, Nate was next to me, and always caught me before I tumbled. Sometimes I slipped on purpose, just so that he’d hold me. “Show him!” Aunt Lucilla cackled to Mom, “C’mon, show him!” “No!” Mom giggled, covering her face in her hands, her cheeks as red as her hair. “Do it!” Aunt Lucilla goaded, “Do it, and I’ll eat your ass tonight!” “She drives a hard bargain!” Arby cackled, his head resting on the counter, seeming unable to lift it. Mom raised an eyebrow at Aunt Lucilla, who grinned and licked her lips. Mom took Arby’s half-filled glass, reached for her neckline, then tore her breast from her blouse in a jiggling exposure, squeezed it, and squirted milk into the old man’s glass. 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