Besides, he kind of liked getting his thoughts
out with no interruption. It had only been a few hours since he and Izzie had
had “words” and he was still smarting from her retort.
How’re you and Dad
doing? Is he feeling better? I know it’s hard on you when he’s sick—he can be such
a baby. Not that me or Zac’re any better. Truth is,
you’re the strongest member of the Taylor family, whether we want to admit it
or not.
Life in Florida’s pretty
good though I’m still getting used to it. Tampa’s beautiful, but the traffic is
bad. I can’t wait till you guys come for a visit. There’s so much to do and
see. I know money’s tight so it’ll have to wait, still it’s something to look
forward to.
The job is everything
I’d hoped and more. I love being a news photographer. You get to see and do exciting
things most every day. When I was in school, I never thought someone would
actually hire me. It seemed so impossible, like trying to become a movie
star—something you dream about, but never really think will happen. And now,
here I am. Mom, I know you worry about me, but I’m fine, really. Eating good . Doing my laundry. Even keeping my apartment clean.”
Jackson stopped typing and
glanced around his filthy apartment. Only this morning he’d taken the trash
out, so it wasn’t a total lie. He’d do the laundry tomorrow.
Right now my only
problem is my reporter, Izzie. I’ve told you about her: pretty girl, a year out
of college; thinks she knows it all. Comes from money so she thinks she’s entitled.
Never, ever admits she’s wrong or realizes her partner’s a professional too. It
can be frustrating. Most times I just write it off to her being young and
stupid. But lately it’s getting a whole lot harder to do that—especially when
she does things that could get her in trouble.
Like today, for
instance, I found out she’s hanging around an apartment where I suspect a young
girl may be a trafficking victim. Since I have no proof, there isn’t anything I
can do about it and reporting it to the police will alert the trafficker that
someone’s on to him. I planned to keep my eye on the place. Then I found out
Izzie was doing the same thing, but that the guy spotted her. When I found out,
I told her to be careful, that if the guy is, in fact, involved in trafficking,
she’s putting herself in danger.
I only told her that
because I genuinely care what happens to her. You know what she said? ‘Mind
your own business. Who are you to tell me what to do? I’m a grown woman and can
take care of myself. I don’t need you to protect me.’ Or something to that
effect.
I wasn’t trying to boss
her around or anything. But she’s a beautiful young woman, just the kind a
trafficker would love to get his hands on. She thinks I’m making it up when I tell
her what I’ve read about human trafficking going on all over the country,
including here in Tampa. Mom, right now I feel like if something happens to
her, it’ll serve her right. On the other hand, I hope it doesn’t and I’m
probably overreacting because of everything I’ve read.
You always said I had an
active imagination and that’s probably what makes me a good news photographer.
I see beyond the obvious. But that can also be a two-edged sword, getting me in
trouble. Plus people don’t take me seriously because they think I overreact,
which I admit I sometimes do.
Then something comes
along like this and my own partner refuses to listen. I guess I have no choice
but to wash my hands of the whole thing and let whatever happens, happen.
Well, it’s getting late
and I’ve had a hard day. Say hey to Zac and Dad for me.
Love,
Jackson
Chapter 14
My dear darling boy. I’m
glad to hear you love your job. We’re all proud of you. Every time I go to the
store, people ask how you’re doing. I know it’s a sin, but I swell up with
pride when I see the envy in their faces. I know it’s nothing I’ve done, that
you worked hard to