About That Water Supply

After her conversation with Jan McGee Toni busied herself around the house but her mind was on something else. She’d tried to talk to Richie once before about having a baby now it seemed like just about everybody in The Glen was pregnant but them. She decided to try again.

She cooked one of his favorite meals and afterward joined him in the den hopefully for some conversation however, he already had the remote in his hand.

“Richie, I’d like to talk with you about something.”

“Umm hmm,” he was scanning the channels.

“Seriously.”

“Ah damn, I forgot to set the recorder…”

“Richie, I’m trying to talk here.”

He glanced at her, “What babe? Maybe Travis caught it…”

“Caught what?”

“The Heineken Cup.”

“Why wasn’t he wearing a condom?”

“What?”

“A condom, prevents diseases, pregnancies and freakin’ Heineken Cups”

“Toni, what in the hell?”

“Give me that bloody remote.”

“What are you…no…no way I’ll never find it.” Richie held it up but Toni jumped on him and up on her knees reached his hand, he wouldn’t let go. “Toni…stop…Toni.”

She still didn’t let go but now she had him beneath her so she straddled his chest, “Do you think I might have your attention, Solicitor?”

“Yes, I’d say you do.”

“There’s something in the water here at The Glen,” it wasn’t how she had planned to go about this, but sometimes best laid plans…

“What are you talking about…water is contaminated?”

“Must be…all the women are pregnant…except me, so I wondered what in blazes you did to our water tank. Whatever it is in the water doesn’t reach our faucet. I asked you once before, I said I wanted to talk about it all you wanted to do was practice making babies so now that I have your full attention and this bloody remote is …ha!... out of your hand.” She tossed it across the room. “You can say yes or no.”

It got very quiet in the room.