She was good at catching me off guard.
Knocking her hand away, I grinned and put the gun on the table. “Why don’t we go and find something good for dinner?”
She huffed. “You’re no fun.”
“I’m hungry and I still have a slight headache.”
“Fine, let’s find a pharmacy or something, and then dinner. This town doesn’t look like it has much going on.”
“There was a place I saw on the way in,” I jerked my thumb towards the door. “Maybe a mile back.”
“I’ll freshen up,” Diamond was already headed into to the bathroom again.
Sitting down on the bad, my head started to throb a little more. Massaging my temples, I felt my phone beginning to vibrate in my pocket.
“Hey Enzo,” I answered.
“Just checking in, did you guys make it there yet?”
“No, not yet. We had an accident,” I sighed.
“What the fuck..are you both okay?”
I chuckled. “I hit my head kind of hard, but we’re both fine.”
“Damn,” I heard my brother mumble and relay the story to his wife. “We just wanted to check in. Tibs is fine, he’s actually in here with us. Do you want to say, hi?”
“Of course,” I replied.
“You’re on speaker, Tibs tell you father hello.”
“How’s my boy?” I asked feeling the timber of my voice vibrate the phone.
Tiberius from the other end and the other side of the world began to babble.He recognized my voice, I thought. If I hadn’t come back, I never would have had these memories with him or Diamond.
“Is that my baby?” Diamond peaked her head back, and I nodded.
She about broke her neck coming out of the bathroom. She’d pulled on a fresh dress, and a leather jacket, but she had on no makeup. She was stunning. She took the phone from me and began to coo and talk to him. Before I knew it, she was telling me to say good-bye.
After the call ended, I freshened up myself and put on a clean shirt. We ducked out into the night, holding hands. The innkeeper had given us direction to the pharmacy not too far back in the same direction as the restaurant.
“It’s a quiet little place,” Diamond said from beside me.
“To quiet,” I agreed looking around.
There was no way I would let anyone catch us slipping. The gun was back where it’d been earlier, against my back and secure. Looking down. I saw that Diamond’s hand had wound itself with mine.
We finally reached the pharmacy, the bell above the door jingling. There was one person behind the counter, a man reading a newspaper. He raised an eyebrow and went back to his paper. Diamond and I split up. She went down one isle, and I went down another. I read the signs trying to find pain relievers. A generic form of something or other found me and I opened it right then and there.
“Hey, you pay for that!” The old man cried. “Damn, Americans.”
He began to yell in thick hard Italian and I cringed. It reminded me of when my father, Vito had yelled at me and Enzo some days. When I’d had enough, I approached the counter and spoke softly to the old man. By then Diamond had popped up with the weirdest thing.
“Really?”
“Really,” she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
Once out of the store, I grabbed Diamond by her arm. She stopped and starred up at me. “Fruit roll ups?”
