Hey there, there's such deadly wolves 'round town tonight
'Round the town tonight
Hey there, there's such deadly wolves 'round town tonight
'Round the town tonight
"Madison."
"Heil."
"Morning."
"Mornin'. What is it?"
"Someone has made an offer on the house."
"Really?"
"Really."
She was leaning against the kitchen watching Tag's back as he rose to his feet, fetching a bucket of paint after himself. He turned, about to smile, to indicate the child to be's room bearing its final coat, when he caught the tone of her voice and instead stood near, the bucket to the counter and examining her face in his stern way. Madison shrugged, mouthed "not sure yet" and touched his shoulder. A squeeze. He motioned he would be back and was headed out front.
"And that's all you have on him?"
"What more you need to know... he's got the money and it's ten over what you wanted. And out there...lucky to be fetching that much, Madison."
"Why does this Foley want a place out there? And why is he willing to pay so much? Little.... odd, dontcha think?"
Heil was moving back and forth across his office, across town and up several dim and flickeringly lit flights of stairs. He was carrying the telephone around with him, the receiver cradled against his shoulder by his neck and cheek as he attempted to unwind the twists of the cord.
"Don't want to scare the man off. I said I would review his financials with the bank and run it by you."
"Suppose ... once it ain't mine it ain't matter what he does with it..."
She sighed and rolled her neck. The swell of her stomach was what preoccupied her days, and the young girl who was dancing in the lounge while she folded her clothes. She would look up occasionally to throw a goofy smile at Tag then resume her dance-come-folding. Madison smiled and walked down the hall to their bedroom where it was quiet, settling down on the end of their bed. There were a few shirts needing to be ironed that she hadn't gotten to and she reached over as Heil replied, absently unrolling a sleeve of one of his shirts. "Okay, okay, so, once we are certain of the money - what? In cash? All of it?"
"He's... insisting. I say... we don't spook him. It's been on the market since September, we really should make some movement."
"Wait for the creds. Do a little diggin'. Just... for the sake of my weary, pregnant mind. I don't really want to be doin' business with people I don't have to. Humor me, Heil."
"'Kay, Madi. Just.... consider this. The quicker you make moves, the quicker its gone from your conscience. You can focus on the home you're in now, the baby... You know... it could be good for you. Worry isn't."
"Thanks Heil. I do know it."
"I'll do as you request, but I'll drop by with the offer later, if that is okay with you."
"Okay. Thanks. Bye."
"Bye."
She flicked the phone shut and stared at it in her hand. These months had been so quiet, so domesticated, so ... easy... that she was feeling like she should be concerned, almost out of reflex. Tag was a shadow at the door and stepping through. Eyes concerned still and a brow arched solemnly.
"Is... something wrong? Heil, yes?" He sat down beside her, placing a hand around hers around the phone. "You look.... worried."
"Someone... " she exhaled again, and laughed, in a short, unsure way. Looked from their hands to his jaw and finally, his gaze. "Someone has made an offer on the house. And... they want to pay it off, in one hit. Cash." Tag's brow furrowed, his face darkening in considered surprise. She mirrored his look, lifting her shoulders; a question in the air.
"Maybe... it is a good thing. After all this time. You have been patient, and now is the time to bite."
She mused on his words. Nodded. "Maybe... I'm just feelin' off about it because I don't really want to let it go. Only... it all seems too good. Ten more than I asked, in cash, and now. No negotiations. I mean... that doesn't happen."
"It is good.... to ask yourself why you feel that way. But... don't over think it." He was smiling, in that barely there way. As if showing his teeth by diminish his sincerity. He squeezed her hand and turned his shoulders, facing her better. "We will have more expenses, sooner than later and these procedures can take time, even if at first it seems easy. I think it is worth ... discussing. Has Heil any detail on the buyer?"
"A name. An offer. That's it, baby."
Tag nodded, considering her face. "Do... you need more than that, if they pay outright? Once it is gone.... it is gone. That house, and all it.... meant... doesn't have to mean anything ...more." He spoke in that straight, tempered way. With the weight of clarified thought that traveled always through to her like clear, bright water. Even when the world was at its murkiest, or seemed to be, he was the assurance and the constance.
"I will consider it...."
His arm scooped around her to bring her close. Kisses were scattered through her hair and one behind her ear, for later. "You know.... what it means, Madi. When you can smell the rain..."
She smiled, and buried her face against his chest.
'Round the town tonight
Hey there, there's such deadly wolves 'round town tonight
'Round the town tonight
"Madison."
"Heil."
"Morning."
"Mornin'. What is it?"
"Someone has made an offer on the house."
"Really?"
"Really."
She was leaning against the kitchen watching Tag's back as he rose to his feet, fetching a bucket of paint after himself. He turned, about to smile, to indicate the child to be's room bearing its final coat, when he caught the tone of her voice and instead stood near, the bucket to the counter and examining her face in his stern way. Madison shrugged, mouthed "not sure yet" and touched his shoulder. A squeeze. He motioned he would be back and was headed out front.
"And that's all you have on him?"
"What more you need to know... he's got the money and it's ten over what you wanted. And out there...lucky to be fetching that much, Madison."
"Why does this Foley want a place out there? And why is he willing to pay so much? Little.... odd, dontcha think?"
Heil was moving back and forth across his office, across town and up several dim and flickeringly lit flights of stairs. He was carrying the telephone around with him, the receiver cradled against his shoulder by his neck and cheek as he attempted to unwind the twists of the cord.
"Don't want to scare the man off. I said I would review his financials with the bank and run it by you."
"Suppose ... once it ain't mine it ain't matter what he does with it..."
She sighed and rolled her neck. The swell of her stomach was what preoccupied her days, and the young girl who was dancing in the lounge while she folded her clothes. She would look up occasionally to throw a goofy smile at Tag then resume her dance-come-folding. Madison smiled and walked down the hall to their bedroom where it was quiet, settling down on the end of their bed. There were a few shirts needing to be ironed that she hadn't gotten to and she reached over as Heil replied, absently unrolling a sleeve of one of his shirts. "Okay, okay, so, once we are certain of the money - what? In cash? All of it?"
"He's... insisting. I say... we don't spook him. It's been on the market since September, we really should make some movement."
"Wait for the creds. Do a little diggin'. Just... for the sake of my weary, pregnant mind. I don't really want to be doin' business with people I don't have to. Humor me, Heil."
"'Kay, Madi. Just.... consider this. The quicker you make moves, the quicker its gone from your conscience. You can focus on the home you're in now, the baby... You know... it could be good for you. Worry isn't."
"Thanks Heil. I do know it."
"I'll do as you request, but I'll drop by with the offer later, if that is okay with you."
"Okay. Thanks. Bye."
"Bye."
She flicked the phone shut and stared at it in her hand. These months had been so quiet, so domesticated, so ... easy... that she was feeling like she should be concerned, almost out of reflex. Tag was a shadow at the door and stepping through. Eyes concerned still and a brow arched solemnly.
"Is... something wrong? Heil, yes?" He sat down beside her, placing a hand around hers around the phone. "You look.... worried."
"Someone... " she exhaled again, and laughed, in a short, unsure way. Looked from their hands to his jaw and finally, his gaze. "Someone has made an offer on the house. And... they want to pay it off, in one hit. Cash." Tag's brow furrowed, his face darkening in considered surprise. She mirrored his look, lifting her shoulders; a question in the air.
"Maybe... it is a good thing. After all this time. You have been patient, and now is the time to bite."
She mused on his words. Nodded. "Maybe... I'm just feelin' off about it because I don't really want to let it go. Only... it all seems too good. Ten more than I asked, in cash, and now. No negotiations. I mean... that doesn't happen."
"It is good.... to ask yourself why you feel that way. But... don't over think it." He was smiling, in that barely there way. As if showing his teeth by diminish his sincerity. He squeezed her hand and turned his shoulders, facing her better. "We will have more expenses, sooner than later and these procedures can take time, even if at first it seems easy. I think it is worth ... discussing. Has Heil any detail on the buyer?"
"A name. An offer. That's it, baby."
Tag nodded, considering her face. "Do... you need more than that, if they pay outright? Once it is gone.... it is gone. That house, and all it.... meant... doesn't have to mean anything ...more." He spoke in that straight, tempered way. With the weight of clarified thought that traveled always through to her like clear, bright water. Even when the world was at its murkiest, or seemed to be, he was the assurance and the constance.
"I will consider it...."
His arm scooped around her to bring her close. Kisses were scattered through her hair and one behind her ear, for later. "You know.... what it means, Madi. When you can smell the rain..."
She smiled, and buried her face against his chest.