"So you had a row," Maxie remembered. He called to check in with Simon and his eye.
"It was a fight." Simon corrected him as he laid on the couch now, avoiding Josh at all cost. They weren't speaking to each other.
"I was there, remember?" Maxie told him.
"He was drunk."
"So." Nothing made Simon feel better. "Kelsy offered me a place to stay at their place for the time being. You know, I'll be there to help with the baby."
"Is that really a good idea?" Maxie sounded restless.
"I can't believe you said that," Simon said. "Yes, its for the best."
"But you two should work it out. Really?"
"I dunno. I'm thinking on it." Simon wanted to stop talking so much about Josh. "How's Caty?"
"Beautiful as ever, its amazing on the beach here." Maxie told him.
"So everything is just dandy, is it?" Simon asked.
"I guess." Maxie told him.
"You guess?" That was odd, thought Simon.
"I said, yes." Maxie corrected.
"No, you didn't." Simon didn't here yes.
"Christ, Maxie! What is it?" Simon sensed a problem.
"Its nothing, honestly. We are doing great." Maxie told him.
"You're sure?" Simon wanted to believe him.
Simon supposed Maxie wouldn't be talking to him now, either.