Chapter 88

DO THE BUSINESS Heading home after a sumptuous meal, I play her favorite songs in the car so as to get her in the mood. We have different tastes in music. She likes pop music, and I listen to hardcore metal. I play all her favorite songs I can tolerate listening to as I drive us home, which is a long one as the restaurant was on the other side of the city, but worth the drive with the finger-licking food it served. “What do you want from me?” Amelia playfully asks. She is smart enough to understand why I do certain things, but just to be sure and not assume that she is asking what is in my mind, I cross-question her, “What do you mean by that?” “You are playing my songs which you don’t like,” she mentions and continues, “There is certainly something going on in your mind.” “My wifey is so smart!” I compliment her, and to make the most of this opportunity, I think of mentioning the plan to move to Orlando. I declare, “I told you about taking you and Mabel to Orlando with me.” “What have