brother’s,”
Jack said.
Before I could say anything more, he put the
car in gear and it thrust itself into the street. I had thought we
had gone fast in the Jetta, but it had nothing on this.
“ Your brother must be
loaded.” The car gracefully slid around a corner and weaved in
between cars. Quickly, he turned it onto I-35, presumably so we
could get the full effect of it going top speed on the open
road.
“ He kind of is,” Jack
shrugged. “I don’t really worry about money, I guess.” It was the
casual way someone talked when they never had to struggle for
anything, and I wondered if Jack was wealthy and where he came
from.
“ It must be nice,” I
muttered.
We were pretty poor, but not quite so poor
that I felt like I had to get a job and bring in my own money. Just
enough where I felt it.
“ There are plenty of other
things to worry about,” Jack replied seriously. “Believe
me.”
“ Like what?” I looked over
at him, instead of the blur of the scenery flying past us. He
smirked at me and shook his head. So that was another thing he
wouldn’t talk to me about. “So you have a brother?”
“ Two, actually,” Jack said.
“And a sister. Well, she’s actually my sister-in-law, but she feels
like a sister.”
“ So is she married to your
brother, or are you married?” I asked tentatively.
“ No, I’m not married,” Jack
laughed. “She’s my brother’s wife.”
“ What are their names?”
With the endless amount of things I wanted to know about him, I was
stuck asking safe questions.
“ Peter, and then Ezra is
married to Mae. Ezra is the oldest.”
“ What about your parents?”
I turned towards him and rested my head against the seat. The rush
of the world around us had made me a little dizzy.
“ Dead.” His voice was
emotionless, but his eyes got hard, which didn’t look right at
all.
“ Sorry,” I offered
lamely.
“ Nah, it was like fifteen
years ago.” He shook his head, trying to brush me off, and then he
turned to me, his face brightening again. “What about you? You have
family?”
“ My mom, and a younger
brother,” I answered. “But he’s more like an older brother
sometimes.” Jack laughed loudly at that, his wonderful laughter
echoing throughout the car and sending waves of warmth over
me.
“ Yeah, I can completely
relate,” he grinned.
“ Really?” I had always
thought of Milo as an oddity, but it was nice to know that there
was someone out there like him.
“ Yeah, but Peter’s
something else,” Jack said. “Really. I doubt you’ll ever meet
anyone like him.”
“ Well, I’d have to meet him
first,” I pointed out.
“ Maybe someday.” He sounded
weirdly far off, almost apprehensive.
“ You’re not married, but
does that mean you’re single?” I asked.
“ Uh, yeah.” Then, before I
could ask him more about that, he turned the tables on me. “What
about you? Are you seeing anyone?”
“ Hardly,” I snorted. Other
than a few drunken make out sessions at a couple parties, I had
nothing to show for a love life.
“ Why not?” Jack
pressed.
“ You saw my friend Jane,” I
said dully. “She has this way of completely stealing all the light
in the room.”
“ Oh, she does
not.”
“ Why don’t you have a
girlfriend? The ladies obviously like you.” I changed the subject
back to him.
“ That’s actually part of
the reason why. Everyone likes me without ever knowing me. It makes
it hard to have a real relationship with somebody.”
“ So… what’s the other
part?” I asked, and he didn’t answer. “You’re not going to tell
me.”
“ I think
there’s a midnight show of Rocky Horror
Picture Show in Lakeville,” Jack announced
randomly. “Are you up for it?”
“ Sure.” I glanced out the
window, watching the car glide through traffic. “So, why didn’t you
drive your car tonight?”
“ That’s not really my car,
either.” He didn’t really answer my question, but I was starting to
get used to