What happened in Vegas?

On the drive from Bullhead City to Las Vegas, where we would catch a flight home, Heather made an announcement that spelled doom for our relationship;

“Linda was very pleased with Tyler, and wants me and Bill to bring her a baby girl next time we come.”

This was met by complete silence from me, lest I get into a fist fight with Bill in the middle of the desert. It was all Vicki could do to keep her mouth shut an hour earlier, when Bill Cornwell came to stand over my sister’s shoulder so he could see the Trust check my daughter handed her other aunt – who had never been in the same room with her brother and his offspring until she paid for this miracle. The check reimbursed Vicki for the rental car the Vincent Rice Family Trust paid for – along with the gas for our road trip to the Grand Canyon.

What Heather is telling me, is that Linda Comstock wants Bill and Heather to fornicate out of wedlock and make a baby girl for her to enjoy. Linda has no children because she chose to marry a rich lawyer in his sixties, instead of a young stud like Bill who would prove his manhood by siring children. But, one has to ask why Bill does not have any children, and he is forty years old. Heather is twenty seven.

Linda had not seen Tyler until Vicki paid his way, because she was very upset at Heather’s choice of lovers. Ryan Hunt, was a loser in Linda’s eyes. Did she want Heather to follow in her footsteps, she too becoming a “Gold Digger” as Heather and her mother described Linda when we first met.

My fiance said this about her sister;

“Linda’s trying to buy my child!”

Hmmmmmmm!

It was my grandson who broke the silence with an announcement of his own;

“Linda wet her pants and made a funny joke!”

What-the???

Two months later Bill calls me out of the blue and gleefully reports;

“You ruined Tyler’s trip to the Grand Canyon!”

With my Trust money in suspense, and my grandson taken hostage, I was walking on eggshells.

“Oh! And how did I do that Bill?”

“You got tired!”

“I got tired! What in the hell are you talking about?”

“You got tired on the walk to the rim!”

This is where I lost it. A month earlier Heather had given me a tiny warning that Bill did not like old disabled folks on Social Security, because his mother is disabled and asks for her son’s help constantly. He refuses to give it to her, he believing she is a “parasite” who should be ignored, left on a ice berg to rot!

Now it made sense, why Bill pointed out the obese grandfather being wheeled up to the canyon rim by three of his happy grandchildren. With disgust he says this to a six year old boy;

“How would you like to be doing that the rest of your life?”

Hmmm! Do you think Bill is trying to turn my grandson against me because Heather told him I do not like people who drink? Well, that is not true. I just don’t want my daughter to bond with another drinker who will give her a child out of wedlock – then abandon her!

Mothns before we met, Bill was furious with me, he doing his best not to show how much he hates me – and his Mommy. Bill wanted to give me a good ass-reeming, show me who’s boss! On the way to Vegas Bill said this out of the blue about Vegas;

“Me and Flip could do some real damage here!”

Flip is about sixty five, and Bill is – over the hill! No six year old can understand the whacky politics of Tea Party Nuts – because no one can! I suspect Bill is paroting the politics of his father, the ex-cop and military career guy who believes no soldier should be left behind.

Above are photos of my colon. I had a coolonosptrophy yesterday. As usual I listed no family member on the forms I signed. I thought that would all change after Heather came into my life twelve year ago. Wrong! It it’s not about her, she is not interested. You can say the same thing about Bill. However, they formed a bond, and own a mutual admiration where they encourage each other to be as selfish as can be. A month into their bond Heather announces Bill gave her a new job looking for sponcors for his race car. This is to ay, Heather was going to beg folks for money to give to Bill so he can keep his Toy-Toy in tip-top shape – while his mother rots in her wheelchair? I would love to talk to this abandoned mother, make her a Big Star in my book!

Hmmmm!

The image on the right shows the permanent damage done by radiation treatment, I told by the nurse there is blood just below the surface, that can get worse. I am a cancer survivor thanks to being on Social security. I told the nurse about Bill’s theory, how the sick and elderly are parasites on humanity. She said this;

“Tell him to go to hell!”

I think this constitutes a professional opinion about a – REAL ASSHOLE!

But, what about that funny joke Linda told that Heather does not the world to know the punchline to? What happened? Why does Linda deserve children who will hold her deepest darkest secrets – even from Papa!

What happens in Vegas – stays in Vegas – my ass! We’re talking about real Child – and Elderly Abuse!

Jon Presco

Copyright 2012