**Part 5, and there’s no revenge. I’m just doing one of those common sequel trope of the 80’s-90’s movies.**
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“Hello, David, how dare you grace my humble abode,” Simon started. I was hoping Mary would answer the door as she’s the more tolerable of the two, but here stands Simon in his somewhat shiny bathrobe a corncob pipe.
“Well I —”
“Enough pleasantries, hand my granddaughter over.”
Simon gingerly clutched little Maribelle tightly. He’s always wanted a grandchild and how he talks and coos at her is enough to make me gag. Alice, Lanie’s older sister, decided to have her tubes tied when she hit 28 and Paul, her older brother, doesn’t look like he’s having much luck with the ladies. He spends a vast majority of his time holed up in his room playing MMO’s or MOBA, whatever those things are, and has gained a massive amount of unhealthy weight. The first time I saw him, 7 years ago when Lanie and I were dating, he was 350 pounds. The last time I saw him, during our wedding, he was near 400 lbs. I sincerely hope he turns his life around, but he’s 33 and it doesn’t look like he will.