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Chapter 4
One night, he picked up Skylar at Tracy’s.
Tracy
greeted him with ice in her eyes.
“I heard you got married,” she told him, angrily.
“Yes, I did,” he responded, trying to sound matter of fact
and not give away his own anger towards the situation. “Does Skylar know?”
“No, that’s for you to tell her. I just heard it through the grapevine at work
that Ashlyn Thomasson was going by Ashlyn
Healey.” Tracy shook her head. “No one could believe it, not even me. She’s
a real bitch!”
Roger took Skylar over to his apartment. As he walked in with her, Ashlyn did a double
take.
“Roger – who’s THIS!?”
“Ashlyn, this is my daughter, Skylar. Skylar, honey, this is Miss Ashlyn – she’s my
wife now.”
“YOU have a daughter?!” Ashlyn practically screamed
in shock. “Why didn’t
you tell me!?”
“You never asked,” Roger told her. ‘Here’s one way to get rid of her,’ he
thought to himself.
“DADDY! You can’t get married again!” Skylar cried.
“And why not?” Ashlyn asked her in
a very snotty voice.
“Because – he – he – he still loves my mommy!” Skylar always
felt that way.
“Skylar -,” Roger’s tone warned his little girl, “Go in your
room for a minute, please.”
Skylar looked up at Roger, saw that he meant business, and
went into her room.
“Is that true? Do
you?” Ashlyn asked him.
“Actually, considering the circumstances under which we got
married, I don’t consider that to be any of your business.”
“Then why did you divorce -,”
“Ditto on that subject, too.” He looked at Ashlyn’s
attire – she looked like a hooker out for the evening. “Going somewhere?”
“A friend of mine is in town for a couple of days.”
“Uh-huh. What’s his
name?” Roger no longer trusted Ashlyn after she’d tricked him into marriage.
“HER name is Freda.
She and I were college friends.”
Roger nodded, relieved.
“I bring Skylar home at 10. Will
you be back by then?”
“I hope so.”
Ashlyn went out again the following night, coming home late
each time. Due in a simulator at 5 a.m.,
Roger didn’t wait up for Ashlyn, who waltzed in at 2 a.m., nor did she awake
when his alarm went off at 4 a.m.
Roger got a phone call from his bank, right after getting
out of a simulator with Tony, in the second week. “Yes, she’s my wife … No,
she’s not authorized access to that account, or ANY of my accounts … Too bad,
so sad. The answer is NO, she has her
own income.” He hung up and noticed
Tony’s expression.
“So my sister was right,” Tony said. “You got married
again.”
Roger nodded, not really wanting to tell Tony any more.
“You regret it?” Tony guessed.
Roger sighed. “This
doesn’t get repeated to Tracy
– she’ll gloat and I’ll never hear the end of it when I pick up Skylar,” he
said, and Tony nodded. “Yes I regret it.
Big time! I have to get rid of her.” Roger then told Tony the whole story, as much
as he remembered of it.
“This will stay between us, Pal. We share a LOT of secrets. You’re right, Tracy doesn’t need to know
a bit of this. If there’s anything I can
do to help, let me know,” Tony told him.
On the weekend, Roger was free from all commitments to NASA,
so he took Skylar to his place for the entire weekend. It was clear from the beginning, though, that
Ashlyn wanted nothing to do with Skylar.
On Saturday, Roger asked Ashlyn to stay at the apartment for
about 20 minutes with Skylar, while he ran to get some papers from his desk at
the Space Center.
When he came home, Skylar was gone, and Ashlyn was sitting in the living
room easy chair, wearing a sexy pink teddy.
“Where’s Skylar? In her room?” he asked.
“She said she wanted to go home, so I drove her back to her
mother’s.”
“I would have told her no.”
Ashlyn spread her legs provocatively, and in a deep sexual
voice asked, “But will you tell ME No?”
Roger wasn’t THAT stupid.
Sex was about the only thing he was getting from this marriage.
Later, the phone rang and Roger answered it. It was a very angry Tracy, saying that Skylar had been crying her
eyes out all afternoon – Daddy had thrown her out by asking Miss Ashlyn to
bring Skylar home while he went to NASA.
Roger couldn’t convince Tracy
that this wasn’t true.
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