Chapter [10]

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[10]

"See Alexandra, my late wife," Claude began, "Was an Opera singer, you may remember her. She quit singing after the birth of Brooklyn, so you might not remember her Dylan" he said laughing dryly.

"She had been instructed by doctors not to have any more kids. Due to major complications with Brooklyn. But she defied doctors and brought Xander into the world. Moments later she put her head back on the pillow and did not open her eyes nor get back up". Claude concluded fighting back tears.

"Wow so this was only 3 years ago!" my dad stated sympathetically. I had noticed Brooklyn was knocking back a couple too many glasses of wine during the story. I didn’t blame her I probably would have done the same. But I did notice her wipe a couple of tears with a Kleenex Gigi passed her under the table.

"And In memoriam of her, we named Xander after her". Brooklyn said to Dylan’s father.

"Oh sweet" I said, smiling slightly. Brooklyn merely glared.

"Excuse me please" she said dismissing herself from the table. Again Gigi followed.

"Maybe we should discuss business in the study" Claude said to Charles

Leaving Mason and I alone, "F#*k I need something stronger than this" I muttered to Mase gesturing towards the wine.

We were standing on the balcony in my room drinking whiskey and smoking cigars when I overheard the conversation between Brooklyn and Gigi,

"I think he's trying to apologize" Gigi murmured

Brooklyn snorted "whether he's trying to apologize or not you were not there to physically hear the stuff he was saying. Plus he's a f#*kin bastard who obviously can't handle his liquor".

G-G laughed, "Don’t you think your being a little hypocritical? Personally I think he's hot...but that Mason-"

I dragged Mason inside before he got cocky, "oh c'mon man she's hot and she's a model, I wanted to know what she was going to say" he whined.

"Hey hey get back to the subject at hand".

"At least you can go back to thinking of her as the bitch you thought she'd be"

Glaring at him I said “I don’t think your input is really helping right now"

"Seriously? You STILL like her? You're s#!ting me right? You're pussy whipped bro!!!" Mason yelled

"Shut the f#*k up Mason, how can I be whipped on someone I never had to begin with"

"That’s exactly my point, how can you be sure you really like her. Maybe you just think she's hot and because she's the first chick to reject you, you’re channelling your emotions into something more than it really is". Mase said shrugging his shoulders.

"What are you like my psychologist or something?"

"Geez, I’m just saying"

"It was great having you over" My dad said as the St. Pierre's and Mason left. "Son is there something you want to talk about?" Dad continued as he waved them off, "you weren’t yourself tonight".

"Hmm... I’m probably over reacting, so don’t worry about it".

"Just know I’m here if you need to talk"

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