“O-oh sorry I misheard you.” he said. “Th-they’re happy, of course they are. They’re just.. s-somewhere in Texas right now I think…” he trailed off in thought. “I-if you want you could call them?”
She nodded. “That might be a good idea, maybe your mom will want to talk about wedding stuff with me..” She grabbed her cell phone and dialed the number, walking out of the room to get a little privacy and still wishing to be outside in the snow for a bit.
Pulling on her snow shoes, she walked outside as the phone rang.
And like that she’d just left. He watched as she went outside, and wouldn’t at all be surprised if she’d end up making a snowman out there without him after the phone call was done. Sighing, Jack turned back to the magazines but found one for grooms, and began slowly leafing through some tuxedoes.
Outside, on the phone, it was picked up. “Howdy, this is Bonnie.” the woman’s voice said over the phone.
Jack Maple 