me. Got to get back,â he said and wandered back toward the construction site, yelling at another man to move some pipes to the other side of the house.
When Ryan came back from his ride, he studied the outside of his house from across the street. It looked straight to him. Inside the house he went over to one of Gillianâs decorative glass vases and pulled out one of the dark blue marbles used to ground the artificial flowers in place. He placed it on the kitchen floor. Nothing. He rolled up the living room carpet and placed the marble there. Nothing. He went upstairs to the bathroom. Nothing. The marble didnât roll. The house was, from what Ryan could tell, perfectly level. A slight sense of ease came over him. At least the house wasnât sinking. He descended into the basement to check how the cement was drying. As quickly as the ease had come, it left and was replaced with a sense of dread.
The hole was back and bigger than before.
Bring on the Free Babies
Dan usually saunters in sometime between ten and noon. Today he showed up at eleven and announced he would be leaving after lunch for a root canal.
âJesus, Colin, the pain is unbelievable. I woke up last night around three and popped two Advils. It didnât take the bite off at all. Awful.â
âDoesnât sound fun.â
âGod, you wouldnât believe it. Tell me, do I look swollen to you? Here on this side,â he asks, swivelling his head back and forth so I can compare the size of his fatty jowls to one another.
âThey look the same to me.â
âJesus, really, this side feels all swollen, like Iâve been stung by a bee or something.â
âNo, looks good. Hey, I have some questions about the change package you left in my in-basket the other day. You know, the changes you wanted me to make to Program 25.â
âOh yeah, did you finish it already?â he asks, massaging his apparently engorged cheek.
âNo Dan, I havenât started it yet. I donât understand what you want me to do. It says to update the CT table, but that table is called from a different program.â
âOh, I just copied the specs. I guess I forgot to change the table name. Itâs pretty much the same as the other program, just add a few lines here and drop a few lines there. Not a big change. It shouldnât take very long at all.â
âI donât care if itâs big or little, I need to know what youâre asking me to change. Itâs due on Friday.â
âNo reason to panic, Colin, Iâll just give you the functional requirements and then you can understand what Iâm talking about.â
âOkay, letâs get this straight, you want me to review the functional requirements, then fix the programmerâs specs to match, right?â
âWell yeah, not a big change, itâs pretty obvious when youâre looking at it.â
âBut thatâs your job,â I tell him. Dan looks hurt, as if I just told him to go fuck himself, which is really what I want to say.
âGee whiz, Colin, itâs not a big change. Iâd do it right now, but I have to go across to the mall and pick up a prescription for my back before I go to the dentist. Everything hurts.â
âIâll do it for you Dan,â I mumble.
âOh thanks, Colin. If you have any problems, just let me know and Iâll be glad to help,â he says smiling.
I know I should have more backbone when it comes to these kinds of things. The problem is if I wait for Dan to do it, it wonât get done until after itâs due, or just beforehand, if at all. Iâll end up having to do it anyway. I donât need the stress. So I do it.
As Iâm working the phone rings. Itâs Sarah. Sheâll be picking me up in thirty minutes for our fertility appointment with Dr. King. This will be our third appointment with him. My sperm results, by the way, were fantastic. I have nine