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"Finishing her cigarette, Raven put it out in the ashtray then sighed. "I never really bought into the God thing. Religion felt like a lie men told to make people listen to them. Mostly, it seemed dumb to think a magic man in the sky cared about us. Like if I was a magic man and could make the earth or whatever, I wouldn't waste time on helping out losers." Raven set the ashtray on the ground and crossed her arms as if cold. "I see what Lark has now with you, this house, the ugly dogs, her friends, and now the baby. It makes me think God might exist. While losers run in our family, Lark could be more if she let herself. Now she has more and I think God might have helped her out. I prayed someone would. Even not believing, I prayed and told God if He was real and wanted me to believe that He needed to help Lark. I guess He heard me because she's happy like I've never seen her happy before. Not even when Phoenix was alive and we were the best we ever were as a family." "I'm glad you're here and you're welcome to stay as long as you want, but, Raven, my dogs aren't ugly." She laughed and tapped her foot against mine. "You're a good guy. I know I said that before, but I didn't think you would be. I've been around and good guys are rare." "They exist though." Raven nodded. "I need to quit men the way I need to quit smoking. Just go cold turkey. If I try to be rational about it, I'll fool myself into falling for another creep. No, just say enough is enough all that shit. Focus on other stuff like a job and roller derby and family." "If you ever get sick of living here, the Johanssons have an apartment that Cooper used to live in." "There are plenty of apartments in Ellsberg." "Yeah, but if you want to avoid loser men, those apartments won't help. They're full of assholes. College shitheads and lowlife fuckers. If you stay out there with the Johanssons, no man will bother you. You might even like Bailey. She's an acquired taste, but a good friend if you can deal with her mouth." "Bossy bitches are my favorite," Raven said, pulling her knees up to her chest. "No hurry moving out though. Lark is feeling unsure about stuff and having you here makes her feel more centered. Like she's combining her old life with her new one and it fits." "I just have one question, bud," Raven said, standing up and ready to leave the cold evening. "Are you planning to fix her damn worm?" "I don't normally tattoo pregnant women." "You really going to have your kid born to a chick with a worm tattoo?" Smiling at Raven, I nodded. "I don't want to do anything to jinx the pregnancy. Since we've been together, Lark was hurt by Larry, got into a fight with my ex, and had to hide under the table during a bar brawl. I want the rest of her pregnancy to be as pain free as possible." "Sissy," she said, grinning. "I'm really glad you aren't an asshole. It was a pleasant surprise." "Glad you approve, but don't mock my dogs again and stop barking at Pollack." "Fuck off," she said over her shoulder while walking inside."
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