Date: Tue, 17 Dec 2019 04:00:07 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mike Simmons <illuminati12353@yahoo.com>
Subject: It was always about the bets 70

At home I found dad in the kitchen drinking coffee and he laughed and said
Mike, I have a cure for that. I said really, I need it bad and he laughed
and said the cure is tomorrow. I said don't be a smart shit, I'm not in the
mood. I poured some coffee and sat down. Dad was in the mood to mess with
me and I deserved that. I said dad I just did what three people told me to
do. Ok Mike, I give up what we're you told? Dad, I was told to get with Jim
and get shit faced drunk and that's what we did. So was it worth it? Dad
absolutely, but it can't be a regular occurrence. Then I thought shit and I
called Jim. He answered saying mailbox and hung up. I got up went to the
mailbox and found the picture of us walking together after the game. I
showed dad and he looked said damn. So dad, I asked where is my metal? He
laughed and said I was wondering when you would remember that, he got up
went to his office and handed me my championship metal. I went to the
garage found a box and went upstairs and fifteen minutes later came down
with a box full of trophies and deposited them in the basement. I rummaged
around and found a frame the correct size and took the picture and the
metal to my room and hung it above my desk and draped the metal over the
corner. I stepped back and said I need a second metal for the other side.

I set the alarm for 1:30 and promptly fell asleep on the sofa. That lasted
until 1:00 and since I was awake I went upstairs and took a shower changed
into clean jeans and a golf shirt, swallowed 4 aspirins and went down
stairs. I thanked dad for understanding me and Bill meeting and for being a
good sport about last night. I put on a winter coat that didn't fit, took
it off put on a hoodie and asked dad what he was cooking for dinner. He
laughed and said Mike, what do you want and I said anything but ribs and
left.

There was no traffic and the drive to the Rehab center went quickly. I
pulled into the parking lot thinking about Bill and wishing I had a
cigarette. Then I looked at the building and thought dude you are addicted
to those things, get a grip. A few minutes before 2:00 I went inside and
said I was visiting William Simmons and was given his room number. I
knocked on the door and got a big smile and hug. I went in and sat in the
chair and Bill sat on the bed leaving the door open. I simply said ok dude
how the fuck are you and he smiled and seemed relaxed. We talked about him
and how his days were and what he did in his spare time. Apparently he was
writing another book and I asked for details and got nothing. He said the
sessions with the therapist were going well and he is discovering a lot
about himself and mom and dad and some asshole that he had punished for
years. I laughed and said, Bill I never considered it punishment just that
you were an asshole. He laughed and said that's putting it mildly.

Then he turned to me and said dude if I did not know better you look
hungover. I said I am very much hungover. I took the advice of some
complete jerk and Jim and I got shit faced drunk last night, I must have
had half a case of beer and scotch with dad before that. He shook his head
and said so Mike did that work? It was my turn to laugh and I said
absolutely, I have a real wingman. Then he asked about dad and I told him
the story about how we caught each other having sex in our room and he
almost fell off the bed laughing.

Bill said Mike, let's go for a walk, I have not been outside all week, I
agreed but was thinking damn it is fucking cold out there. He grabbed a
light jacket and I had my hoodie and off we went. We talked about nothing
in particular and he had to be freezing, as I was, we went around the
corner and he grabbed me and gave me a big hug and said thanks for coming,
I need you around me and would not get through this shit here without
you. Bill I thought you were doing good and he said Mike, this is all a
fucking game, like leaving the damn door open when I have guest and telling
them what they want to hear. I pushed him away and said Bill you are
scaring the shit out of me. Besides this costing a fucking fortune you need
more than me. I'm not going to always be around. In fact there is college
on the horizon and it looking like I'll be a six hour drive away. Mike, you
are my brother and you scare the shit out of me and that's what I need. If
I fuck up I know you will toast my ass. Bill, I won't be toasting your ass,
I'll be shaking my head and let you fall flat on your ass and not picking
you up. I'm hear you help, and support you but dude you are out of
chances. Bill started to cry and said Mike that's exactly what scares me, I
know you mean every word of that. Bill, for both our sakes fucking
cooperate and get into this program, I'm begging. I said dude let's go
inside and start doing this right, you must be freezing. He put his arm
around my shoulder and we went back inside and sat in the common room. We
talked for a while and there was an announcement that visiting hours were
over. As I was leaving I was stopped by a staff member and taken to an
office and asked to make my self comfortable. Bill's therapist came in
introduced himself and I asked how Bill was doing. The answer scared me as
I was told that they did not think he was doing very well at all. Things
were going too well. I reminded him that he had been through this before
and was a consummate game player. They asked for my thoughts and I said you
guys seem to have things correct. Call him In tomorrow and tell him things
are starting over and this is day one. Don't worry about the cost just
focus him. Also, make it a point that he won't be able to see anyone until
things change, but please keep me out of this. Once you get him
straightened out I'll be all he needs for support. BTW he always look for
the easy way out. I got up shook his hand and said thanks for the time and
I drove home, feeling like shit.

I got home and dad was in the kitchen with a drink and a cigarette. I went
to the refrigerator grabbed the iced tea and sat down and reached for a
cigarette and got my hand slapped. I laughed and said thanks dad. We talked
about Bill and I told him that he was permitted a visitor not because of
how well he was doing but to check their read on him. Dad tomorrow he will
be told bluntly that he is a game player and that he wasted a week and that
it all starts over, he is at day one and that will happen every week he
continues to play games. Dad, that's exactly what he told me on our little
walk and he tried to put it on me as his support. I nicely told him this
was is last chance with me and if he fucks up again I would simply let him
fall and walk away. Then I hugged dad and said thanks for letting me be a
teenager yesterday, it was fun. With that I went upstairs and started on
school work.

After two hours I needed a break and called Carrie. She answered right away
and asked, Michael are you ok? I said absolutely and her tone changed right
away and I knew there was an issue and I thought shit, I have not talked
with her since Friday night. I started with babe I'm sorry, I got up
yesterday went for a run, worked out and had an all afternoon business
meeting and then dad told me to get out of the house and go be a
teenager. I called Jim and we simply hung out got shit faced and this
morning I was hungover and I had to visit Bill and that did not go well. He
is busy playing games and is starting the process over. I'm sorry I did not
call you. I hate to say it but getting so drunk I could hardly walk was
something Jim and I both needed. She said Mike thanks for the excuse laden
rant, I'll see you in class tomorrow. Sleep well, I love you. I said I love
you too and she hung up. I'm thinking what the fuck was that?

I thought about it for a while and called her back and she answered quickly
and I said is my girlfriend there or am I still talking to the bitch who
answered her phone a few minutes ago. She said Michael, I know what you
have been going through with the depression and the concussion and all and
I was worried. Babe does your fucking phone call out? She said would you
please put my boyfriend back on some jerk is using his phone and we both
laughed. Then I said babe the fucking football is over and that takes a lot
of pressure off me and I promised I'll be more relaxed. I just need Jim to
settle on a girl and the four of us can hang out. Mike that might not be
easy as he currently is playing with three girls, all of which just fuck
jocks. Ok, babe I will have a chat tomorrow with him. He has been given new
freedoms and he needs to use them responsibly. Babe, I had fun Friday
night. Mike so did I especially when we ran into your dad and his friend in
the hall. I laughed all night. Well babe I'll talk with Jim and see you in
school, I'm looking forward to a normal week in school, whatever that
is. Good night babe.

I immediately called Jim and he said dude what's happening? I said did you
have issues from our adventures last night? Just that dad said he is
getting another case of beer and I have to pay for it and I laughed. So
dude, I said, do you remember that I said I needed to get a social life and
you agreed? He said yes, what brought that up? Jim, I talked with a couple
of dudes on the team and I discovered my wingman is currently the jock fuck
of the month. What does that mean he asked? It means you are involved with
three different chicks all with the reputations of fucking any available
jock, you are apparently the jock of choice. You good having that
reputation, Jim I'm just asking? Mike, I'm having fun, is that an issue?
Jim, not at all I just want you to know what reputation you are starting to
get. By the way I put our picture over my desk and hung the metal on one
side, and there is room for a second one. All the other shit I won is in
the basement, see you tomorrow, good night.

I worked for another half hour on math and went downstairs to visit with
dad for a while. I grabbed a class of juice and sat down in his office. He
had some thought about Bill. I said dad let's just let the professionals
deal with him, they seem to have his number. As we were talking I reached
for a cigarette and dad stoped talking and looked at me, he didn't say a
word, just looked at me, I said thanks dad and put the cigarette back in
the pack. I said dad I am hoping for a normal week, I'm going to run and
start working out. Right after school where that slot for practice was will
work, I'm going to start at school and if that doesn't work I'll just go to
the gym. Dad then suggested I take a day off and go at it starting
Tuesday. Dad why? Mike, I just want you around tomorrow so just run and we
can spend the evening together, I promise no surprises just my time with my
son. Ok, dad I'll run and be right home after last class. Good night, but
please no surprises. Mike I promise.

In my room as I set the alarm I saw a message from Jim. He said, dude, I
get it. See you tomorrow. I took a deep breath and stripped and jumped into
bed. I slept well and dressed warm and put coffee and went for a run and
damn I suffered through the last mike and a half. I was thinking go ahead
and have another cigarette. At home I grabbed the coffee and went to my
room showered and dressed for school. At school I saw Rob in the parking
lot and we chatted and it was off to class and Carrie met outside English
and started what turned out to be a very normal day. Lunch was a blast and
it was was Jim, Rob and Alex and I and the girls were at their own table
and they seemed to have a great time as well. I looked around and saw Ray
with a group of his friends and damn he was having a good time and I
thought good for him. It was afternoon classes and I actually sat through
gym and was asked why I was sitting as football was over, I figured shit
I'll participate next class. There were only a few classes left as this was
a semester class. After that I hurried to my car and drove straight home
and damn, dad was already there.

I went inside and he said Mike anything you want to do with your old man?
Dad I don't give a shit but let's do it somewhere else. He said I was
hoping you would feel that way and he threw two hockey tickets on the desk
and said will that do? I said absolutely, is there time for dinner? He said
I have reservations at the club. I said really dad? Mike, it's the igloo
club and iced tea is exactly that. I said sure dad, that's not an issue. We
chatted for a while and left for the arena. We got to the igloo club and it
was awesome. There were a ton of important people there and I just sat and
enjoyed the experience. I ordered iced tea and a Ruben sandwich and Fries
and damn it was iced tea. Dad just looked at the expression on my face and
said sorry guy, this is the real world. We were talking waiting for the
food and there was a commotion at the door and the Mayor walked in. He made
the rounds, shook a lot of hands. Then to my surprise he stopped at our
table and dad introduced himself and me. The Mayor look at dad and said, do
you mind if I sit for a minute? We gladly agreed and he said to dad are you
the guy who made a silly offer on the plot of land on Second Avenue? Dad
looked at me and I said Mr. Mayor that was me not my dad and he looked at
me in total disbelief. Ok Mike, what's all this about? Well Mr. Mayor I own
the adjacent property, or rather my Trust owns the property. Now I
remember, you are the guy that caused all the issues by buying that 1 acre
plot on Second Avenue. As I remember you got it for a great price, I
replied it seems that way. He looked at me and asked, so how old are you
and I said 17 and he shook his head. As he was getting up he said I seem to
remember that a Mike Simmons wanted a meeting, is that you and I replied
yes, sir it is. Well, I guess lunch is out as what are you are in high
school? Again I said yes, sir. He sat back down and he looked at me for a
minute and said congratulation on the championship. I simply replied
thanks. Then I said Mr. Mayor that plot of land I bought in your city is
for a new building to house MJS Technologies. Mike, that's a lot for a
young guy to accomplish. Dad saw the look on my face and started to say
something and I beat him to it. Mr. Mayor, I'm about to invest through my
Trust almost 20 million dollars in your city and I thought you might want
to see first hand what's going on and what will happen. I am a very good
elite athlete, I work hard if you haven't noticed by simply looking at
me. I have offers from 5 schools to play football and yes I am
young. However you should understand that all that does not mean I am
stupid or too young to do what I am doing. The proposed building will use
elements in its design that reflect the heritage of the area. If you want
to know those elements have your staff research Carnegie, Ford and not
Henry, Pitcarin. The Mayor, said well I guess I hit a nerve. Well Mike, I'm
sorry if I offended you but damn you are a surprise and a tough son of a
bitch. Well Mr. Mayor enjoy your evening and I said dad let's watch some
hockey. With that I got up and we found our seats. Dad looked at me and
said well Mike that was entertaining. I said sorry dad, let's enjoy the
game.

At the intermission dad went into the club to get a drink and to my
surprise the Mayor materialized saying Mike, I swapped seats with your dad
for a period, I hope that's acceptable. Sure Mr. Mayor we both got off to a
bad start and I would like to start over, I'm Mike Simmons and he laughed
and said I'm Pete Flaherty and my friends call me Pete. Well Mr. Flaherty
what can I do for you and he shook his head. Mike, all the cards on the
table, I had staff run a very quick check on you. Shit, I underestimated
you and took you for a young punk here with your dad who forced you to be
here tonight. Well Mayor, all the cards on the table, personally you are
not as good as your public image. I looked at him and said some new start
we just offended each other again and he just burst out laughing. Mike you
are different than any high school I have ever met, I said Mayor that
correct and you are the only Mayor I have ever met so I'm out of my
depth. Now he really laughed and said kid, I doubt that you are ever out of
your depth. Mayor let's quit the dancing around, why are you sitting next
to me? Mike, you were right if you and your Trust is investing 20 million I
should know about it. Mayor then you should know I bought the land, fired
the largest real estate firm in the area, hired an architect and a
construction company and designs will be finished by the end of the week
and I have more prospective tenants than we can accommodate. Then someone
offered us an opportunity to buy the adjacent plot of land for a very silly
price, and I countered with an equally silly offer and here the two of us
sit. Mike, I have no idea how I walked into this tonight and yes I was
totally unprepared. I just stopped at you table to say hello and things
started to register. Mike, I'll have my people get to your attorney and set
up a meeting, how about Saturday and lunch at Oakmont, Mayor I would rather
play golf but as it is winter, lunch will be fine. He got up to leave and I
said Pete, thanks and I'm not always this miserable. He sat back down and
said Mike, what other lines should I not cross and I said Pete just never
question my integrity. He got up again and said Mike, I'll see you
Saturday.

Dad came back and I asked so who is winning the game? He laughed and said
it is tied 2-2. So what happened and I said you, Tim and I have lunch at
Oakmont Saturday. Dad let's watch the game Pete and I are on speaking
terms. He handed me a paper cup and I looked in and said I've never had
scotch in a paper cup. We finally enjoyed the game but the Penguins lost
4-3. As we drove home dad said so Mike, I'm betting tomorrow your offer
gets accepted and the zoning issues are resolved for both properties. I
said dad, that might happen but we are never betting and he laughed.

It was late when we got home and I just climbed into bed and said shit I
didn't call Carrie tonight, there will be hell to pay for that. It will be
what it becomes.

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