him for the rest of his life. The lawyer said Adam gets the company and just about everything else. I was left one of the cars and some cash, but nothing like Adam. Guess it sucks being the bad kid now and then," Warren answered, but his face was calm and caring, not matching his words which came off callous.
"You know Adam isn't going to keep you out of it. He will make sure you are just as big a part of things as he is. I think it is just because you party so much and haven't seemed to figure out what you want to do when you grown up," Leslie offered, trying to keep the mood light. Things were already too serious as it was.
Warren shrugged and sat back, putting his arm behind her on the back of the swing, but not necessarily around her. "I don't know. Adam has always gotten everything he wanted, and I have always gotten in trouble. I guess it just comes with me being the wild one. Can't go around acting like a fool and expect people to treat you like they give a damn."
They both chuckled at that, and Warren finished off what was left in his wine glass. All through their teenage years Warren had gotten into all sorts of trouble. He played hard and wild, and had the worst reputation in school, but that was part of what made him so lovable. Beyond his bad boy image, he had a heart of gold, and Leslie knew he was only joking around with his words. Warren had never done without in all of his life. "Oh yes, you were such a bad kid. Maybe a little too wild and horny, but I wouldn't say you were a bad kid. Besides, you brought it all on yourself."
"Ain't that the damn truth? And I loved every moment of it." Warren smiled back to her then patted his knees before standing up. "It's hard to believe they are gone. I mean one second I was talking to them and the next I was screaming into empty space. I'm thinking I'm going to have nightmares about it for a long time."
Leslie felt the pain in his words and stood to comfort him. For the last couple of nights, Warren had been staying with them while the two brothers made all of the arrangements for the funeral. It had helped Adam immensely to have his brother around, but Leslie hadn't even thought about how hard it would be on Warren. He had always taken life so lightly that the idea of him being in any sort of extreme pain was hard to fathom. Pulling him into her arms, she held him tightly to her and felt a shudder rake down his body, but he didn't cry. He just held onto her for a moment before letting her go.
"I will be all right. Just take care of Adam. He takes life too seriously, and he is going to have a hard time moving on from this. I have plenty of distraction in life." Warren walked off of the patio then and headed back for the reception, passing by Adam along the way.
When Adam came into her view, Leslie smiled and reached out for him. He had fallen apart a couple of times, but for the most part had managed to stay strong. His firm arms wrapped around her, and they swayed for a moment locked in a comforting embrace. "I love you so much, Leslie. I don't think I could have gotten through all of this without you. I want to go home. Warren is going to stay here and take care of the place. Right now, I want to be in our home with our things and my woman. I'm tired of dealing with all these snobs and gold diggers. I just want to get lost in you and pretend all of this isn't happening, even if it is just for a couple of hours."
Even with the seriousness of the situation, she felt her body reacting to his words. He always had that effect on her no matter the situation, and that moment was no different. "Well then, let's get out of here. As you said, Warren can handle the rest of this. We won't have to worry about him going hungry either. There is enough food here to feed the army."
Adam gave her a half smile then walked her around the house, preferring to not weave through the crowd of people again. Leslie felt a stirring of excitement in the pit of her stomach, and she had a
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