On a particularly lonely Friday night, Millsap got dropped off at his apartment by Mike-Mike. In his continual misery over his breakup with Cami, Millsap had too much to drink at the club and so couldn’t drive himself home. Which means his plans to drive to his country home tonight were also cancelled.
To make sure Millsap didn’t try to drive himself anywhere tonight, Mike-Mike took his friend’s car keys on his way out the door. Then he called Bonnie and told her not to give Millsap the spare keys that were located at her house if her son inquired about them.
“I won’t,” Bonnie agreed, not about to let her son drive drunk. She might not win the Mother of the Year award, but she didn’t really want her son to die any time soon. Not only did Bonnie love Millsap in her own unique way, she knew she could get more out of him if he were alive. Especially since he refused to make her the beneficiary in his will or on any of his life insurance policies.
“Thanks, Miss Bonnie,” Mike-Mike replied, driving to his own home now. Tonja was coming over after work and he wanted to be ready for her when she arrived.
After Bonnie hung up from Mike-Mike, she called her most favorite nurse in the world. “Hey, Daysha, it’s Bonnie. Do you have a babysitter tonight?” she asked when the sleepy woman came on the line.
“Not at the moment, why?” Daysha asked, instantly recognizing the voice of Millsap’s mother. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she looked at the clock on her wicker nightstand. It read .
“Well, I just got the call that my son was feeling particularly low tonight and had a little too much to drink. I thought you might go over there and offer him some comfort since you say you love him and all.”
Daysha smiled, fully awake now. “Well, the elderly lady next door usually baby-sits for me during work emergencies. Maybe I can ask her for a special favor tonight.”
“No need to label this a special favor. Consider this a work emergency like all the others, even dress in your nurse’s uniform. Then go over there and fix my son’s broken heart,” Bonnie replied craftily, trying to get the nurse to be as inconspicuous as possible.
Bonnie knew her son well. She knew that Millsap’s mind would still be sharp even in his drunken state, the same way his father’s used to be after consuming large amounts of alcohol. Which meant Millsap would be able to smell a setup if Daysha came over there this time of morning in her regular clothes.
“I’m on it.” Daysha’s voice sounded eager.
“Good. And if Millsap asks what you’re doing there, tell him that he was on your mind while you were driving home from work and that you decided to stopover and check on him,” Bonnie concluded, trying to cover all bases.
“Got it. Thanks, Bonnie,” Daysha replied, glad that she had Millsap’s mother on her side.
“You’re welcome. Just remember, I want a mansion after you two get married.” Bonnie chuckled.
“Yes, ma’am.” Daysha laughed, too, unaware that Millsap’s mother wasn’t hardly playing about that mansion thing. She was equally oblivious to the fact that Bonnie had a long list of other things that she was going to blackmail Daysha to get from Millsap when/if she finally became his wife.
© 2008 by Suprina Frazier