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Updated: September 19, 2025
"Have a good holiday, Oliver." "You, too." "You smell like Deweys," Jennifer said, when he walked into the kitchen. She took the pizza from his hands. "Good old Deweys," Oliver said. "How's Precious?" "Sound asleep. Oooh, it's getting chilly." "I'll get some wood," Oliver said quickly. "Come on, Woof." They had a couple of cords stacked in the barn, cut to two foot lengths.
There are in all communities a class who toady to the rich; and we had a few of these in S . They flattered the Deweys, and basked in the sunshine of their inflated grandeur. I was not one towards whom Mrs. Dewey put on superior airs. My profession brought me into a kind of relation to her that set aside all pretence.
She had eloped in high school, run away to Tennessee, and returned eighteen months later. Her family and the church took her back, but . . . She was still living in a shamed shadow. He decided that he needed a Guinness. He stopped at Deweys, and two pints later he was back in control. Better than that. The last of the warrior-lovers invited the entire bar to the housewarming and went home.
He walked down to Deweys. Mark was holding up one corner of the bar. "Hey Buddy, how's your love life?" Intuitive bastard. "What love life?" Oliver said and listened to Mark crow about Duke. Mark could probably explain this sexual strangeness, but it was none of his business.
"Walking distance from Deweys I like that. So, what happened? You look great." "I feel great. I'm just starting to show a little getting into the fifth month." Oliver counted backwards. "What happened is that Rupert freaked out when I told him I was pregnant. He became I don't know distant. I thought he was just nervous and would get used to it, but he got more and more uptight.
He went back to the computer happy but frightened. He couldn't make excuses; he had to see her. Don't panic, he told himself. Just stay for a couple of hours and go to Deweys for a Friday night drink with the boys. Go home smelling of Guinness and cigarettes . . . He was skidding, losing control. He plunged into the hunt for the missing money with renewed determination.
Besides, the party might be loud and last into the night, not a parents' kind of party. "The telephone man is coming tomorrow," Jennifer said. "I'll call my friends; you call yours." "O.K.," Oliver said. "I might stop in at Deweys." At the hospital the following day, he invited Dan to the housewarming. Dan had twin girls in junior high and a devout wife.
He washed the dishes and turned on the TV, mostly to avoid the temptation to go to Deweys. The Patriots lost in the fourth quarter. The next morning Oliver was on the road in time to stop for a bagel. He made an effort to keep crumbs off his shirt and tie. He was confident that he could handle any software needs that the hospital might have; it was the group dynamic that put him on the defensive.
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