“How come?” I asked, kind of surprised considering this hotel resort was a little off the popular path.
“She said she doesn’t live far and works at “Gentleman’s” a few miles away and sometimes she comes to the hotel to relax in the hot tub before work.”
“Oh, um, well – I guess that is a nice option for her to have”, I stammer.
Ella just shrugs. I have no idea if she knows that “Gentleman’s” is a strip joint, but I am guessing she does not. Or, she just doesn’t care and keeps her cool demeanor in check.
After drying off our girls leave to get ice cream. Ella asks if I had any singles for the machine and I wanted to tell her to ask her new friend, but I didn’t. When they were both out of earshot I turned to Adam. “are you kidding me? That kid doesn’t ever make friends on trips and when she finally does – it is with an exotic dancer?!?!”
The girls are walking back over with their cones and upon approaching Adam, Ella says, “Oh yea Dad, the girl told me you should look into going to that place to be like one of the local guys. She didn’t really seem to mention Mom going with you. Said we should have a mom/daughter night.”
What a bitch! I thought! I was in the right mind to give her a piece of my mind but as I scanned the pool area, the dancer was no longer in sight. There was just one abandoned lounge chair beside a small table with an empty daiquiri glass, a billfold and a stack of singles. Of course.