It had been such a long Opilio crab season. We had to fight for every crab we caught in our pots, it was a long grind. And as soon as we took our crab to get processed, we went out and did some cod fishing. Some of the guys needed a little extra money, so I just decided to help them out with out really letting them know that I was helping. Edgar was the one that told me that some of the guys needed extra cash, and they wouldn’t come to me about it so I just took matters into my own hands. I sat in my house waiting for the guys to come get me, we were going to go on a little vacation. I figured these guys needed a break. We usually didn’t get to spend time with each other like this, but when we did we liked to try and do something fun, something that we don normally do. And this year we were going on a road trip, Matt picked a place we got a rental vehicle that fits all of us and out shit. I think Matt picked a place in California. So we had a long drive ahead of us. But we were use to staying away long hours Usually everything that we do on our little adventures, I’d pay for. And I mean everything whatever my guys want it’s on me. They deserve it, they worked hard this season and I wanted to thank them. I heard foot steps coming from down the stairs I hoped it was my daughter and not my wife. We haven’t been getting along lately and I knew this would piss her off even more. But frankly I didn’t give a damn.

“Sig where are you going?” My wife says.

I roll my eyes. “Out with the guys, like we do at the end of oppie season. We‘ll be gone for about a week or so.” I say standing up and walking to my wet bar and pouring myself whatever was hard.

“And when do you expect to spend time with me?” June says with her hands folded over her arms.

I had poured myself a drink of bourbon I think. And I threw it back into my throat, I felt it burn the whole way down. “The minute you stop fucking the pool boy.” I said looking at her with my steel blue eyes. I had a suspicion that she had been cheating on me, but she wouldn’t tell me and I couldn’t catch her in the act.

Her eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head with anger. Yep I pushed a button. “And like you haven’t went and screwed a two dollar slut!?” She yelled at me.

Little did I know that my youngest daughter Mandy was standing on the stairs. “Tispe!” I yell back at her. “Get this straight woman! I have never nor have I thought about doing anything like that to you ever! I use to love you, but now I cant stand the fucking sight of you, your nothing but a gold digging tispe!”

I could tell that I had hurt her, but damnit she needed to know the truth. “Well, if you are going to call me that I suggest you stop speaking like that.” She said throwing something at me which landed in a direct contact with my head.

“Fucking bitch!” I yell out.

“Stop it! Would you two stop it!” Mandy yells running down the stairs. “Just divorce already! I’m so tired of the fighting!”

My heart tore into a million pieces. I never fought like this in front of the children before. I was just glad that she would be going to spend time with some of her cousins in Norway this summer. “C’mon baby, come here.” I say holding my arms out to my youngest child.

She started to cry which caused my heart to break even more. “I love you guys. I just am tired of this.” She said.

I looked at my wife June. She looked right back at me we both knew we crossed the line this time. We knew that we shouldn’t have fought like this with Mandy in the house. “Honey I’m sorry, why don’t you go down to April’s and I’ll call you later okay?” I say giving her a kiss on her forehead.

“Okay. Bye Daddy, have fun.” Mandy said giving me a hug and kiss back.

“Thanks honey. Love you.” I say as I watch her walk out the door. I poured myself another drink. I glanced over at my wife and she just stood there, I poured her a drink as well.

“Love you Dad!”

I handed my wife a drink. We both just downed it. “Want another?” I ask.

She nodded and I could tell she was fighting back tears. I poured our self yet another drink. “What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know. We’ve been together for so long, I just don’t know.”

“Me either.” I say honestly. “You have changed so much, I just don’t know anymore.”

“I’ve changed?” June yelled. “You are the one that goes all over the damn country because of that damn show! And I don’t ever see any of the money that bring home from the show.”

Money. Always about damn money. “Why is it always about money with you? Is that all you freggin care about?”

Part of me just wanted to slap her, but that was not the Norwegian way. “Please June tell me what you want me to do.”

“There you go again Sig, always wanting me to tell you want to do.” She shouts.

I hear a few car door’s slam shut. “I say that when I don’t know what else to give you anymore June. Look, I love you. I want to be with you but right now I don’t know how to do that. Maybe we need go see someone.”

A knock at the door. We both ignore it.

“Oh so now you want to bring someone into our marriage…like a consular?” June folds her arms.

“Well yes if that means that we can save our marriage from going into the pot yes.” I say honestly. My eyes were starting to tear up. I was tired and I didn’t want to deal with her.

Finally someone just opened the door. And Edgar popped his head in. “Everything okay in here?”

“No.” I say.

“Yes.” June says.

“I’m going to put your gear into the rig, I’ll be out side.” Edgar says his eyes huge, he gives me a little smile.

“Pot huh? Does this always have to be about fishing Sig?” June asked.

“Holy shit woman, you put every little thing I say under a microscope!” I yell as I pick up my jacket. “I’m leaving now.” I walk up to her she was fuming. “Believe it or not, but I do love you.”

“Yeah I can see that you do.” She says.

I pick up my last bag. “Bye June.”