Tears on a Sunday Afternoon - Michael Presley [48]
I interrupted Julie. “And I will use the same gloves and knife to blackmail Donna.”
Brian reached out and squeezed Julie’s hand. “Baby, you’re a genius.”
“How does that sound to you, Donald?” Julie asked.
“It’s fucked up, but I guess we could get away with it,” I said.
“I still think that we should give Donna something,” Brian said.
“Why?” Julie asked, yanking her hand away from his.
“I don’t know; maybe it’s simply the right thing to do. In life, what we do to others seems to follow us wherever we go. Anyone care for some more lemonade?” Brian asked, getting up from the table.
Brian had obviously become very comfortable in Julie’s house. He went and opened the refrigerator and took out the jug of lemonade.
“I agree with Brian. We should give Donna something,” I said as I took the lemonade jug from Brian. “We should give her a million dollars so she could hang out on Flatbush.”
“Donald, do you think giving Donna a million dollars would make her any less pissed off? There’s a big difference between one and ten and when you start adding all those zeros; it only makes matters worse. I don’t know what you’re going to do, but I say don’t give her anything.”
“I think we can discuss that some more another time.” Brian sat back at the table. “Now, let’s go over my role.”
“I don’t think Brian should be anywhere close to this,” Julie said.
“What?” I looked at Julie like she had lost her fucking mind.
“Imagine the two of you, who work for the same company, both being seen in the neighborhood when someone from that company gets robbed. Donald, you’re going to be disguised as a white man. There isn’t much disguise for Brian.”
Julie had a point, but that point also created a question. “So, should I tell Donna to talk to her man about this?”
“Hell no! I don’t trust that woman. Any woman who fucks and sucks is twisted.” Julie’s vocabulary had changed considerably.
“Damn, Julie, I’ve never heard you talk like this.” I stared at Julie in awe.
Brian smiled. “At first, I thought that you and Julie had gotten together but you just confirmed that you all didn’t. Julie has an entirely different vocabulary when she’s doing her thing.”
“Brian!” Julie shouted. “You’re going home tonight.”
At that point, I had made my mind up. I was going to fuck Julie. I already had strong feelings for her but seeing that other side of her sent my thoughts into overdrive. “Before we go off on a tangent here, let’s get back to the lookout.”
“Don’t worry about that, Donald; I’ll take care of it. I’ll arrange to have someone as a lookout and that same person will pick you up after the robbery.” There was a lot of confidence in Julie’s voice. She had everything worked out.
“So, we agree on giving Donna one million,” I said.
“It’s your call, Donald. If you say a mil, then it’s a mil. You know how Brian and I feel about it,” Julie said.
“Whatever you say, Boss,” Brian said.
I heard them but I didn’t hear them. I wasn’t the “boss” in this deal; even though I was the main person carrying it out. Sometimes people try to make you feel that you are more than you are. This was such a case. I rose from the chair. “Thanks for your kind hospitality,” I said to Julie.
She snickered. “Donald, get out of my house.”
Brian leaned back in the chair. “Later, Donald.”
Julie looked at him and signaled for him to get up. “I said you were leaving also.”
Brian appeared surprised. “I thought you were joking.”
“Do I look like I’m joking?”
Brian started to plead. “But I didn’t even drive.”
“New York has one of the best public transportation systems and, if you hurry, I’m sure your friend Donald will give you a ride.” Julie pointed at me opening the door.
Brian went over to kiss Julie. As he tried to kiss her on the lips, she turned her face so that he could only kiss her cheek.
“Bye.”
“I will call you later,” Brian said and joined me at the door.
“You are a little freak, aren’t you, Julie?” I asked, smiling.
Julie came over and slammed the door in our