Family Treesome, Stag Country

Sign. Photo, JMN

Sign. Photo, JMN.

When Angel Boorschagle’s momma died, her daddy Otto Pavlicheck married a Subaville girl half his age named Madaleen Pope. Madaleen had their baby Travis the same week Angel’s son Wade was born. Otto got backed over by the stock trailer when Travis was five. Madaleen was heavy into dope at the time, so Angel and her husband Lefty took that fatherless child in and raised him like their own along with Wade, who actually was Travis’s half uncle.

When Travis got to high school he played center under Wade’s quarterbacking and people thought they were brothers. Travis decided to go by Boorschagle instead of his birth name Pavlicheck because, after all, Angel and Lefty had raised him, and Madaleen had pretty well bowed out of his life after Otto’s accident.

Big however, though: His senior year Travis got favorable wind of his momma. Madaleen had sobered up, taken her maiden name back, got herself a new man, and opened up the Nail Bowtique in Subaville. God only knows why, Travis decided he wanted to go by Pope, like her. That’s why our game announcer, Lofton Whiteside, would say “Travis Pope” over the loud speaker whenever Travis was in on a play, even though it usually said “Travis Pavlicheck” on the program. Belva Blunt is the school secretary, and she told me it never got changed from “Travis Boorschagle” in the school records.

But where I was going with this is when Carter Pavlicheck, Angel’s younger brother, went bust selling real estate he moved back home and took a shine to Kamilla Knight. Kamilla is the daughter Travis thinks he may have fathered with Kortknee Knight before they got married. Kortknee said Kammie was Travis’s, and Travis said he couldn’t argue with her on that, though some of us wondered why Kammie went by Knight instead of Pope or Boorschagle or Pavlicheck — those were all names she could’ve gone by.

So here’s Carter Pavlicheck dallying with the quote-unquote daughter of Travis Pope, who is Carter’s half brother, and the whole town trying to squirt water on ’em. I guess it’s neither here nor there now. They fell out and broke up with no offspring anybody knows about. Small favors.

[Stag Country, Copyright (c) 2018 James Mansfield Nichols. All rights reserved.]

About JMN

I live in Texas and devote much of my time to easel painting on an amateur basis. I stream a lot of music, mostly jazz, throughout the day. I like to read and memorize poetry.
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