Christmas in July
“What are you staring at?”
“You. I’m staring at you looking like an idiot dressed like a reindeer in the middle of summer. You wanna know what I’m looking at Joe? I’m looking at a moron that’s what I’m looking at.”
“Yeah, a moron.”
“It’s Christmas in July.” Joe said while he tried to keep a smile on his face and keep his hand waving to the patrons passing by.
Joe adjusts his antlers and stares at her his jaw clenched and his heart racing. Why in the hell did he ever agree for her to come out and stay with him for the summer. He should have knows she would tear him apart and grin at the pieces of him she scattered about.
“I should have known it wasn’t a good idea for you to come out.”
“Yes, really. I don’t know why I thought we could bond on more than your disgust in me. “
“I don’t know why either Joe. I thought you’d be doing better than this. I had hoped anyway.”
“Better than this?” He said holding his hands out to show the full girth and fur of his reindeer costume.
“You watch your mouth.”
“I guess I thought you would see how fucking hard I was trying!”
“Joe, your language!”
“Fuck it ma , I’m a grown ass man. I’ll cuss when I want to and I’ll wear whatever damn costume this fucking casino asks me to wear. It pays the bills and keeps me at home with Carol and the boys on the weekends. I thought you’d be proud that I’m workin my ass off instead of shootin up“
He pulls out a cigarette from the reindeers shirt pocket and lights it.
“You can smoke in that thing? Well?”
“Are you gonna offer your mother one? I birthed you for Christ’s sake.”