Jonah gave a small shrug and allowed his friend inside.When Jonah had closed the front door behind them Pete turned to Jonah.Jonah could see that some kind of struggle was happening inside Pete's mind the way Pete's skin tone had paled and the way his pupils were dilating.
"Ok Pete,I see you need a drink too.",Jonah led his visitor to the den ,there he encouraged Pete to sit and wait for his drink before he spoke.
When Pete had swallowed the first shot of whiskey he put the cup out for another drop of the soothing alcohol.Jonah gave him the bottle and sat opposite Pete,behind his work desk.
"ok Pete tell me why you are here?"
Pete glanced about nervously,his eyes squinty and shifty.He homed in on Jonah,who was sitting quite still,like a lizard ready to move away just as fast too.
Pete moved his face uncomfortably close to Jonahs. Jonah could feel Pete's hot breath on his own unshaven face.Pete then whispered almost inaudibly even at the close range.
"My wife and my little girl ...well...I don't think they are who they say they are." Pete breathed out a long build up sigh that burned Jonah's neck. Jonah stiffened then slowly eased away until he was standing. He was rigid with his motions as a panic welled up in him.He stared intently at Pete and pete turned to look into Jonah's eyes.
"What are you saying?" Jonah almost barked his words out but he held some modicum of restraint,at this point he could have withstood a hurricane he was that stiff.
Pete shook his head and cupped his eyes. "I know what you must be thinking Jonah...that I've been hitting the hooch again." He looked up at Jonah with pleading desperate eyes. Jonah softened and headed to the rolling bar. He up upended two shot glasses and poured them both a good dollop of brandy. He walked back to Pete and handed him a glass. "Drink up" he commanded.
The two men drank and then made their way to the kitchen table and sat opposite each other across a round dinette.They leaned in conspiratorially and spoke in whisper even though there was no one in the immediate vicinity.
Jonah asked Pete,"tell me about it. Jonah's heart pounded as he kept thinking about his own monster right above them,laying in his master bedroom where it had taken up residence of late. When would he notice she was not his daughter anymore,how far can love take you,blinded,before the truth sinks in. Pete began his story..
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