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of View Series Part 8 -- Here we go again (Johnny's POV) Miss Davis just got off the elevator. Yes, I still call her that, even after all this time, not sure why. I think it’s because even though she is now a wife and a mother, she still has her own career, her own identity. Anyway, she got off the elevator and she had a wild look in her eye; kind of a cross between a dear caught in headlights, and trying to CATCH a deer in headlights. Oh sh*t, now that I think about it, I’ve only seen that look three other times before. I have a feeling Sonny is the deer and he is going to get mowed down. Man Sonny, I know you love her and all, but give the poor woman a break and look into some birth control. Here comes Ellie. Uh oh, she doesn’t look happy. I can imagine why. I can hear some of the conversation out here. “Hey Ellie.” Poor kid looks really down in the dumps. She sticks her lip out farther than even Carly ever dreamed of doing. “Hi Johnny.” “What’s up?” “Mommy and daddy are yelling.” “Uh, yeah, I heard.” “And not the good kind of yelling.” “There’s a good kind?” “Uh huh.” “And what’s that squirt?” Good, that got a smile from her. “You’re so funny Johnny.” “I try Ellie, I try. Now about this good yelling?” Do I really want to hear the answer to this? “Good yelling is the kind mommy and daddy do when their door is closed at night. You know,” her voice has lowered to a conspiratorial whisper, “when they wrestle.” Man, where is Max? Shouldn’t he be here soon? “Oh, that kind of yelling.” “But this is not that kind of yelling right now.” “I didn’t think so.” “Johnny, can I ask you a question?” Uh oh. Last time Ellie asked me a question, I almost got fired. How was I supposed to know she was going to call the tv station and ask if they wanted a movie of her mom and dad wrestling to show on movie night? They actually videotape themselves? At least she didn’t watch it, Sonny had just told her what was on it. Sonny is not really all that smart when it comes to his kids. “Um sure Ellie, ask away.” “What’s a ‘sectomy?” “Excuse me?” “Well see, mommy is gonna have another baby and she is telling daddy that either he has a ‘sectomy at the hospital or she is gonna do it to him all by herself, and I just wondered what one was.” Crap, where the hell is Max? “Uh, Ellie, that’s really something you need to, uh, well, you know, talk to your mom and dad about.” “Oh I get it. Like how mommy is gonna tell me about the wrestling when I get older.” “Exactly.” “Ok. Well, I better get back inside. I’ll see ya later Johnny.” “Bye Ellie.” Dammit, she left the door open. Some of this stuff I really shouldn’t be hearing. Oh man, she’s only 12 weeks along? It’s gonna be a long six months. Did she just say twins? Again? I wonder if Radio Shack is hiring.
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