Glenn was vaguely aware that his wife had said something. It was hard to hear over the football game blaring on the television. One thing was sure; he was going to have to make some phone calls. The fool on the screen was not living up to his expectations.
He looked down at his notes. Glenn was not a neat man and organization was not a skill he normally possessed but his notes were meticulous. He took care to draw charts using a ruler so that all lines were just so. He filled in losses and wins, rankings and projections with the utmost care using his lucky black felt tip pen. Sometimes when he had been at it too long his body would cramp up from being hunched over the pages and he would ask his wife to rub his shoulders. She always complied with a good attitude although he knew she hated his work.
Some might call it a hobby but to him it was a passion and time well spent. Besides, sometimes it really paid off.
The player on the screen fumbled the ball and Glenn turned off the television feeling a pit in his stomach. This game was supposed to be a sure thing. He felt a cold sweat as he ran numbers through his head but instantly felt better when he saw his wife waiting for him, her Bible in hand. He'd forgotten it was Wednesday! Things were looking up.
Glenn pulled up to the church and his wife turned to him, her face full of love. He almost lost patience with her because he knew what came next. At this point he thought of it as a game between them. Every Sunday and Wednesday she asked the same thing and got the same answer. It had been going on for over a year now.
"Will you come inside?"
He leaned in for the kiss she would give him before she stepped out of the car. She did it every time.
Watching her in the rear view mirror, he shook his head. He couldn't understand why someone would want to waste so much time in a church.
Sometimes she was there all day when they had a banquet or some other kind of program going on. She spent a lot of time in that Bible of hers at home too. Not that it mattered to him. In fact, he found it worked out quite well.
He had to admit since she had started on this God thing there was something different about her. She wasn't as uptight as she used to be. She was pleasant, peaceful even. She always asked him first if he minded if she did this or that when it came to the church. Out of respect for him she said in case he wanted to spend some time together. The truth was he didn't mind at all that she spent so much time there because what it gave him was opportunity and he could never turn that down.
Glancing at the clock on the dashboard he pressed down on the accelerator. He felt his pulse quicken as he navigated the familiar route, anxious to arrive at his destination. Last week he hadn't paid enough attention to his watch and picked up his wife forty-five minutes late. He had felt bad when he finally got there. She didn't yell at him though.
He parked the car and jumped out, breaking into a jog up to the casino doors. His wife would be wasting two more hours at the church. That gave him little time.
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