“Well, uh… I’m having… A… niece! Yeah, a niece over for awhile and uh… Was wondering if you had some furniture for kids around her age and stuff…?” I nervously lied. Lying was never a specialty of mine, so when the time came to answer his question, my response was backed up by virtually no thought before-hand.
“A niece? Aren’t you an only child or something?” Jimmy suspiciously replied.
“Damn, caught. Well he is a long time friend, and he is a very understanding person as well. I guess I’ll tell him.” I thought.
I sighed slowly, and finally admitted to Jimmy about my idea for adoption, and how it must remain on the Down Low until I could find a right time to reveal it.
“A kid, huh?” He let out raspy laugh, and finally said jokingly “Let me tell ya Marsh, they definitely ain’t all that they’re cracked up to be.”