Sally turned her head away.
“I know that. It’s obvious isn’t it?” she looks back at Jack, watching his face. “The way I saw him looking at you in the market. I’ve never seen him look at anyone like that before. I used to want him to see me like that but all he saw me as was ‘one of the boys’. Even when I grew up, all he saw was the dirty faced little girl from down the street.
I knew if he went to the city he’d find one of you city girls. The fast moving ones. Quick to fall into bed, promising everything.” Sally looks at Katelynn, frowning. “If you turn out to be one of those women…” she started but stopped, since Jack suddenly began to stir.
“Nngh.” he groaned, hands moving. “What…”
Falling into bed quickly with him. Her heart leapt at her throat then, looking guilty suddenly. But when Jack stirred, all thoughts were on him.
“Love!” she cried, moving closer to him and peering down at him. “I’m sorry, did we wake you?”
Sally let go of him and took a step back as Jack’s eyes slowly opened. The man was foggy, half awake, half asleep, but he does hear Katelynn’s voice and turns his eyes to where she is, unfocused as he is.
“Hey… Katelynn…”
Jack Maple 