As we entered my house my mom was sitting on the couch with the phone on her lap. She looked stressed and I noticed the crystal flower vase that was on the side table was now in a dust pan. One of the dining room table's chairs was sideways in the lobby area.
Her body language didn't seem that welcoming. She turned to me as I plopped the keys on the dining room table.
"What happened here? Looks like someone tried to take down a cow?"
"You saw.. I mean talked to Mr. Benson this morning?" She sounded angry, and tense. Levi decided to go in the den.
"Yes? I tried not to but he kept on talking."
"So, you talk to a adulterant butt hole, who betrayed his wife and then slaps the living day lights out of her? Oh, and the great part is that you told him to come here?" She was now sitting up her hair was pulled back lazily, and her anxious eyes were wide open.
"WHAT? No, I did not! He told me to spread the message to her saying that he loved her and to tell that old creep, to go to hell. So, I told him he needed to do it himself, because that is the coward way out of things, and for the next time he saw me to just wave." She relaxed a bit, and then took a sip of her coffee.
"Okay, well let me tell you what went down; while you were off with Levi."
"Okay? Go on." I wasn't trying to be snippy but I thought I was doing them a favor, by not telling Mrs. Benson about her husband.
"He came down here, knocked on my door tears in his eyes begging to see his wife. And of course I told him no. I told him to get off my property. While I was doing that, guess who pulls in the drive? That's right, Tucker Flooks. He asks me if there is a problem, and of course me not knowing that they have had problems before, said oh yes! Mr. Flooks drags-"
I quickly interrupted her story, "where is dad in all of this?"
"In the bathroom. Anyways, so Tucker drags him off the property and swings him belly down on our grass! I run out to stop it and Flooks pushes me down! Your dad saw all of this. And in a matter of minutes your father is hitting them both in the face! Oh and Mrs. Benson -god bless her- screams bloody murder and pulls your father off of both of them. Then, at the sight of her husband starts slapping the crap out of him, yelling at him. Do you see what you did to my face! Where have you been you sick S.O.B.! Oh, Mrs. Yznaga across the street called the cops. And guess who showed up, your brother! So, now your dad is at the police station, so is everyone else! No thanks to you."
"So, is dad coming home? And Mr. Flooks has hurt Mr. Benson before."
"Yes, he is on his way. Yes, I know. Vicky told me all of this on the phone call she was allowed. The only one the police would let her have. But she is out now, her and Mr. Benson are being informed on their daughter's case; in seperate rooms. They think Blair Benson had help pulling the trigger."
"Why did she go to jail? It kind of makes sense, she had a terrific life!"
"I don't know. I have a headache. Not everything is beautiful on the inside, even if the people portraying it seem perfect."
"Wow, I spent forty dollars today, doing background checks on Mr. Benson and Mr. Flooks, turns out I didn't have too."
"Yes, Your father will tell us more later. He is pretty angry. I think actually I am going to head down to the Police Station, see you later." She got up off the sofa and left out the door.