He said nothing.
She sighed, feeling defeated. Now he wasn’t even talking and her curiosity wouldn’t leave her alone. And she had promised not to go after Sally too. She lay on the bed with him, feeling so many conflicated emotions.
Maybe after so many years of verbal abuse that she felt she had to know. Improving herself was how she had gotten that far.
He was getting tired again. The fight with Sally had done more to him than he thought it would. Eyelids heavy, heart heavy, soul heavy, Jack whispers a ‘sorry’ before he falls asleep.
Jack Maple 