Shamus says when he meets me at Craig’s office. I am in the parking lot smoking a Marlboro red. Not the wisest choice considering I am trying to get custody of my son I met not more than three hours ago, but this old habit never really got broken and it’s the only thing keeping me calm right now. I flick my smoke and smother it with the toe of my shoes and stuff my hands in my pockets trying to figure out how to not choke on my next words. Shame knows me better than anyone though and he can tell I am freaking out. “Bro whatever has you stressed we can figure it out.” He says and places his hand on my shoulder. “Guess who’s gonna be an uncle?” I say and rely on my lame jokes to break tension. “What?” He says and claps his hands with a huge smile. “Jace and Krissy are having a baby?” He asks and I didn’t think he might assume I meant my brother and his wife. So, I do what I always do and just blurt it out.
