"So what are you gonna do about this?" Dayton came right out and asked Chuck after church one Sunday.
Chuck gave him a stare to shut up. People were coming out of church. He couldn't talk about Nancy right here. Finally, the chapel was empty, and naturally, Chuck gave him a spill about how happy it was to see him at church. He didn't come that regularly.
"Look, Nancy is a very good friend." He winced. This was true. That was all it would ever be. He'd seen her in the worst of times with the stroke after the birth of her baby. It was great to see her, almost back to normal.
"Its because she's got that kind of limp to the left isn't it?" Dayton nodded.
"No." Chuck winced. "We are just friends."
"Yeah, I bet. You come out and see her everyday. Something has to be going on. Has to be." Dayton acted as if he knew exactly what was going on.
"Not everyday." Chuck methodically put his hair behind one ear and then the other. Why couldn't Dayton just go away? He did not need this.
"You know, she's not sleeping with Geoff. Never has." Dayton looked him in the eye.
"Can we not talk about this?" Chuck knew Dayton would be talking about homosexuality in the next breath, and he didn't think the sanctuary needed to hear that. He prodded him toward the door.
"Look, Dayton, it looks like they are married and that's the way it should be, so..so you have to accept that."
"It shouldn't be accepted," Dayton looked hurt that he was brushing him off this way. "Look, I know she likes you. She does. She loves you. That's what it is. She loves you, man!" Dayton pressed his index finger straight in Chuck's chest. "And you have to do something about that. You do."
"Dayton, I have no desire to come between a man and wife."
"Wife! My ass." Dayton gritted. Just then some older women were coming up the side walk. Dayton striaghtened his neck then hugged himself. "I'd do something about this, if I were you."
Chuck almost smiled. He so wished he could, but he needed this job at the moment.