And then there he was, it seemed as though all she had to do was think of him and he would appear. Jack walked in with a lunchbox in his hands.
“Katelynn!” he greeted her as he walked in through the door, quickly closing the space between them and before she could greet him he kissed her softly. “How are—Katelynn, you’re pale!” Jack said, concern lining his voice as he set the lunchbox on the bed. “Here, I made you some sandwiches. They’re your favorite!” he said, as he opened the lid and held them out to her.
She sat there, stunned at Jack for a moment, a flutter of happiness moving into her heart at his sudden appearance. “Jack! You’re here! How’d work go?”
“Work was great!” he answered happily as he took a sandwich out, unwrapped it, and physically put it into one of her hands, taking the pencil from her. He didn’t want her getting sick because she wasn’t eating. Not after what the doctor told him. “I got paid, I got a few more jobs… it’s all the same, really…!”
Jack Maple 