fist. She wasn’t sure if the other guy could even walk. Funny, because Jason was normally so dignified that the idea of a bar brawl was ridiculous. She waited a few more minutes before finally giving in to her curiosity. “Jason, what happened?” she asked gently.
“My mother happened,” Jason said quickly. He took a deep breath. “She’s mad because I didn’t tell her you were a girl, and my girlfriend to boot, so she could have put your bedroom on the other side of the house,” he explained, though he didn’t entirely understand it himself. He couldn’t believe his mother had gone so far downhill.
“I don’t understand,” Alex began, but Jason cut her off.
“She’s mad because I basically told her that we’re sleeping in the same room, whether she likes it or not.”
“Oh. But, it’s her house, Jason,” Alex said. She understood where Jason was coming from. They’d been together for a year. They were engaged, planning on getting married soon. They even lived together. She certainly didn’t prefer to sleep alone in an unfamiliar house, but at the same time, they were staying under his mother’s roof. She’d been raised that you followed the house rules.
“Alex, I’m not giving in,” Jason said, warning her to let it be.
“Okay.” Alex didn’t want to upset him further. His mother had done a good enough job. “What movie do you want to see?” she asked, trying to change the topic.
“I don’t even know what’s playing. We can just go to the mall or something, if you prefer.”
“Well, can we go get something to eat? I didn’t really get a chance to finish…” Alex had been aghast when Anne took their plates. She couldn’t believe someone would do such a thing. Her mother would never have done something so rude. Then again, her mother wasn’t divorced and alone. It seemed unfair to compare Anne to her own mother. There were things her mother had been through that made Anne’s life seem easy, but then again, her mother was never divorced. She’d been married to Dad since she was 16 years old. After nearly thirty years they were still going strong
Jason laughed. Even he couldn’t believe his mother had taken their unfinished plates. That was rough even for her. “Yeah, that one surprised me,” he said, chuckling. “What are you hungry for?”
“I don’t even care. Just not a hamburger,” Alex said, smiling.
“Well, it’s good to see you’re finally getting an appetite back. Feeling better now?” Jason asked, glancing at her.
“Yeah, a little. Traveling has never agreed with me, though.” Alex looked out the window. “It’s getting dark so early now.” Alex loved the snow, but the darkness of the northern winters bothered her more than anything else. The cold was difficult, and sometimes the snow seemed unyielding, but it was the grayness of the sky that caused her to despair living up here. It felt as though there was never enough light.
“Winter is nearly upon us,” Jason said, pulling into KFC. “Is Chicken okay?” he asked before shutting off the car.
“Yeah,” Alex said, sounding excited. Jason smiled. Alex was never a big eater, so when she lost her appetite it was a big deal because she would go days without eating; but she always seemed to have room for KFC. Alex and Jason hurried inside. “Let’s get a bucket!” she said excitedly. Jason laughed, but he ordered the seven-piece bucket with mashed potatoes, gravy, pepsi, and biscuits. They took their time eating, Alex savoring every bite with relish. “I swear I was starving,” she exclaimed as she finished her second plate of food. Jason had never seen her eat quite so much. In the last year she’d rarely had more than one serving of anything. Only Chinese buffets encouraged her to eat more than one plateful.
“Do you eat when you’re nervous?” he asked, slightly surprised. It wasn’t