“I told him it was dangerous.” Sally mumbled. “That he belonged here, home, where he was safe. I mean. I know he’s been hurt. I saw a lot of it happen.” she reached out and ran her thumb against his eyebrow. “Figures he comes home and breaks a leg…”
Frowning, she takes Jack’s hand gently and stares at Sally. “It seems he was safer in the city. He told me…about his past…how he was treated…but with me and our friends..he’s safe and accepted.”
Looking down at his face, her eyes are filled with love. “He’s also so loved…by me..”
“So loved he fell off a roof.” Sally said quietly.
She looked down at him and sighed.
“I’ve had a crush on him since I was twelve years old.” she suddenly said.
Jack Maple 