“You won’t have to punch her out, Zoann,” Bunny fumed. “Let her belittle me one more time and you’ll have to get in line behind me.”
“No one’s knocking anyone out!” Fee huffed out a breath. “What’s the matter with you people? Remember, what you learned in class, Kendall? Breathe in and out. Relax. That’s one of the points of yoga.”
“Let’s not discuss that class tonight,” Kendall said quickly.
“You’re into yoga, baby?” Zoann said to Fee as she finished cleaning the mess she’d made. “That’s great. I should try it.”
Fee grinned. “Are you sure you could do naked yoga, big sis?”
“Oh, fuck,” Kendall groaned into the sudden silence.
“Naked yoga?” Zoann echoed, smirking at Kendall. “Johnnie know about that?”
“Well, yeah,” Fee answered. “Kendall said she told him after the first night. It’s co-ed and she wanted him to know. They share everything.”
“Really?” Zoann’s skepticism deepened. “Please share what my cousin said when he discovered his wife was showing her pussy to a roomful of people.”
“Fuck you.”
Zoann indicated Kendall. “Welcome to the real Kendall, Fee. A lying, manipulative, shallow bitch. I’ll make a deal with you. How about you shut the fuck up about you-know-who and I won’t tell Johnnie about your little pastime?”
Remembering Kendall’s claim that Johnnie had cancelled a dinner just so Kendall could accompany Fee, she looked at Kendall in surpise. “Johnnie doesn’t know?”
“Fuck no,” Zoann answered. “He’d fucking kill your instructor.”
“I can’t believe you, Kendall,” Fee stormed. “Why would you lie to me?”
“My lie about my marriage doesn’t affect you, so get over it.”
Having no response, Fee marched to the kitchen and picked up Kendall’s and Zoann’s plates to bring to the table.
“My husband would kill my instructor, huh, Zoann?” Kendall grinned evilly, not looking at the steamed vegetables, grilled romaine lettuce, barbeque riblets, and brown rice on the plate. “Well, in case you’ve forgotten, Johnnie’s not the only killer. This is a biker club, filled with assassins, including Meggie. She shot a man to death. “Your mother? Patricia? Would still be alive if Christopher hadn’t brought Meggie to visit.”
Those words stopped time and the world around Fee revolved in slow, painful motion. Meggie was responsible for Patricia’s murder? That couldn’t be. Supposedly her death had been rooted in Christopher’s beef with club members.
“Her crazy fucking mother? Dinah?” Kendall continued. “She’s the reason your sisters and nieces are dead. Meggie was the key to it all. All the bullshit. The only thing she wasn’t in some way responsible, just because she’s fucking alive, is your sister’s rape.”
Fee lost her grip on Zoann’s plate and it crashed to the floor.
Fee sagged against the table, unsure of what to feel. If she was to believe Kendall, most of her family would still be alive if not for Meggie.
Zoann sat for a moment in rigid silence, her disbelief turning to rage. It seethed from her in violent waves, stealing away Fee’s confusion and every other emotion. At Kendall’s smirk, Zoann sprung forward.
“Zoann!” Fee squealed, attempting to catch her sister and failing.
“Fucking bitch!” Zoann threw her wine in Kendall’s face, before punching her so hard she nearly toppled out of her chair. “One more word. ONE. MORE. BITCH! I’ll finish you here and now, saving Christopher the trouble.”
Kendall shot to her feet, grabbing her napkin and wiping her dripping face. “You’re the fucking bitch, Zoann.”
Fee inserted herself between Zoann and Kendall. “Stop it!” she shouted, then focused on her sister. “What is she talking about, Zoann? You were raped?”
“Do you know you’ve ruined a very expensive outfit?” Kendall screamed, holding the side of her face. “And you hit me in my face. You wouldn’t like it if I told Johnnie what you did to me.”
“Go ahead,” Zoann challenged. “Tell him. You wouldn’t like his reaction to your revelation and he’d react even worse to mine.”
“Stop it, please,” Bunny said. “You two need to stay away from each other. Your feelings are too strong.”
Fee shook. “What she said, Zoann…is-is it true?”
Zoann drew in a long breath and glared at Kendall. “I really hate you.”
“As if I give a fuck,” Kendall shot back.