UST MY EX (TATE BROTHERS #4) BY DEB GOODMAN – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Deb Goodman
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I am not happy about finding a small, iced cake in my refrigerator, carefully
placed next to the milk, like it was a surprise for my birthday or something.
It’s not my birthday, and this is no ordinary cake.
As the niece of Raymond Delfini, I should be used to stunts like these.
My extended family is quirky—to a fault. We have a whole lot of familial
weirdness going on.
My cousin, Marley, holds two world records. One for eating the most
jalapeños in a minute—fourteen. And another for creating a relief sculpture
of the art from the Sistine Chapel in mashed potatoes—the largest of its
kind in the world.
Her mom, Nancy, Raymond’s wife, danced for the Rockettes a long time
ago, and then became a mime and a puppeteer.
As for Raymond, my dad’s brother? He was a stand-up comedian in the
eighties in LA, then worked with the dolphins at Sea World, and then, when
he was bored with that, started a company that makes gag gifts, like plastic
vomit you can use to gross out your friends.
I kid you not.
So when I find a pink frosted cake speared with plastic picks that sport
dog stickers in my fridge, goosebumps shimmy up my arms and legs. I
know it’s from Raymond, so there’s no way I’m eating it. And there’s no
telling what he’s done to it, or even what it actually is.
Because it’s for sure not really a cake, and there’s a folded piece of
cardstock next to it with squirrely guy handwriting that reads, “Happy Un-
Birthday to Navie.”
Raymond knows my daughter is in love with every dog on the planet.
This is … not okay.
Raymond now hates me, venomously hates me, for inheriting his father’s
money, the Delfini family inheritance.
I swear, I didn’t mean to! And with all the trouble this has caused, I wish I
could give it back.
Sorta. I sorta wish I could give it back. The thing is, I’m a single mom,
and the thought of just washing my hands of this whole business leaves my
gut feeling all hollowed out, like it’s an avocado and I’ve scraped out the
fruit and the big, hard pit.
Yep. That’s me. A hollowed-out person with a thin, wrinkly, avocado skin.
And I’ve felt this way since before all this went down with the Delfini
family.
I’ve been single for a year now, and this whole divorce thing is really why
I feel so hollowed out, like I’m pretending to be me.
Apparently, divorce can do that to a person. You have to rebuild—
allegedly.
I lift the pink “cake” out of the fridge, carefully, because who knows if it’s
spring-loaded with some sort of contraption that plasters it all over my
face? That would be par for the course for Raymond.
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