something as easy as putting the nicotine in there and then making it taste good. You just wait until the day comes when you can't smoke inside you're going to see all kinds of people quitting."
Jude started laughing pretty hard he said, "There's never going to be a day where you can't smoke inside of a restaurant. Hell, people don't like going out spending money the way it is and then you tell them they can't have a cigarette after they finish their dinner? Hell, that's just absurd. Not going to happen, guaranteed. Shoot that’d be like going to a bar and not be able to light yourself up a smoke after you had your 2nd to 3rd beer it is un-American really."
“Yeah you're probably right Jude but you never know. The government has done some weird things. You might even see a black man in the president's office.”
“Next thing you're going to tell me is there will be a woman running for president at the same time.”
Maria shrugged her shoulders and said, “You know what. It's damn hard to tell what is actually going to happen in the world.”
Slowly realizing there was only one way for an argument to go with a hard headed woman like herself and he knew it would only lead to him being wrong. He said, “I'm going to go grab a quick shower, smooch the kid and then I'll be leaving. I don't plan on anybody coming here, I was going to pick everyone up. There is no sense in all those trucks parked outside for the week.”
Maria snapped her fingers. She said, “Darn it you're telling me I don't get to see Chuck before he leaves for an entire week, oh my God I'm going to be heartbroken, heartbroken I say.”
Jude stuck his head back in for a second. He said, “Oh what's that? You want me to give Chuck a call? I'm sure he'll give you a sweet goodbye kiss.”
She laughed and said, “No that's okay thanks, I'm sure whatever it was he had last night for supper is still in his beard. Let's just pretend I never said anything and I won't give you any more flack before you leave.”
Jude said, "So who's kidding who now? There ain't a chance in hell I'm going to leave without having a few of your quick thoughts come out."
Jude came out fifteen minutes later clean shaven, with a fresh pair of jeans and a Grimes ‘Gonna get it done’ shirt on. He did a circle for her as she nodded approvingly. She said, “It’s probably the only time your face is going to see a razor in the next week isn't it?”
He said, “Oh you never know, maybe I'll take you up on your advice to get something going on in the sheets down south. At least I don't have to worry about anybody following me home that way.”
Maria said, "You just make sure you don't leave anything down there that might be calling you in ten months telling you there’s a package with blonde hair and blue eyes waiting for you."
Jude held up his hands, he said, “No way is that going to happen. I love my son. I love him more than life itself. But let me just say, he is plenty. Especially with no help …” he stopped himself looking at Maria and he said, “I'm sorry Maria you are like a mother to him. You know that don't you?”
She nodded her head she said, “Yes I know. But it isn't the same as having your own thing . Having a mom and dad is quite a lot different than having an Aunt Maria and daddy under the same roof together.”
Jude pecked her on the cheek and then one on the forehead. He said, “I couldn't do this without you, and when I get that big ass bonus we're going to find some way to celebrate. So while I'm gone this week make sure you are thinking about something amazing we could do with some of that money?”
She didn't need any time to say anything, she said, “You're buying me a dishwasher and you're buying me a microwave. You know how much time it would save me with modern conveniences like that.”
Because he knew something was going to be thrown in his direction after he spoke a word out of his mouth. He said, “Oh don't you worry about me