“Jazz, shall we go and sit in the park? I feel a bit closed in.”She wordlessly stood and followed him outside. It was clear the motel had been raided and they had a lucky escape. Her curiosity certainly was at an end. She laughed softly with herself. She was startled a moment when Jack slipped his fingers between hers. She said nothing just keeps on walking.Jack found them a clean bench to sit on underneath a nice shady tree. For a while they just watch people moving past them.“I wonder where this path leads too?” Jazz stood up all curious.Jack followed her and just suddenly kissed her full on the lips. The kiss was a surprise. The kiss was electric. The kiss was mischievous. Both looked deeply into each other’s eyes.“I love the way you always smiled, Especially the way your lips curves,” he softly kissed her on the side of her lips that instantly curved into a grin.“I didn’t expect these reactions from myself…I am not that type of guy.”“Explain,” she looked into his confused e
“Jack, I want to go back.” Jazz suddenly looked hurried.“What’s suddenly going on? You seemed worried.” Jack followed her out of the building. William opened the door for them. She quickly noticed his looked of appreciation.“Jason is alone at the residence. I don’t like that, as neither of us is there.”“He seems a good responsible kid, Jazz.”“Maybe but he is still a boy and we didn’t explain our day to him.”Jack said nothing but decided to follow his ‘wife’, thinking they knew best. He rather liked the notion of her being bossy where the family structure was concerned. He could learn from her. What did she say earlier…Hmm…?Don’t be afraid as every day is a change to rebuild what you want…worth consideration…“Jazz doesn’t life frightened you?” he asked curious.“It does,” she softly admits.“How do you handle it? I stayed focused on business and the goal in front of me.”“I am not perfect Jack. I made mistakes. Eva always scowled me on the fact that I am too honest and happy. Wh
“You are my heart, you are my soul,” Jazz was outside in the rain dancing and singing to her heart’s content. “I will be holding you forever,” she was aware of her rippling abs, making sure her stomach also enjoys the workout. Stepping back with her left foot into a lunge, her torso twist, slightly to the right, face forward, swinging left elbow forward and right elbow back. She keeps repeating the process left to right.Jazz was out there in the early evening clearly enjoying herself.“Hey Jack.” Jason moved closer to him wondering what he was looking at. “You know where Jazz is?”“Outside,” he said while keep looking.Jason now stood beside his brother both watching the kind of ninja movie outside. It was sometimes followed by crazy kind of dancing. “You know I have been timing her, been going on for nearly an hour and the rain don’t seem to border her.”“Jazz is wonderful,” Jason said in admiration.“You really like her, do you?”“Jazz isn’t like girls I saw around. She likes herse
Jack suddenly opened his eyes. He stayed motionless wondering what wake him. He slowly looked through his bedroom but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He leaned back on his pillow about to close his eyes he noticed someone carefully turning the doorknob. Very slowly and carefully he moved into a sitting position just watching that door. It didn’t seem to move any further.He had the sense someone was standing just outside. Slowly getting out of the bed, he quickly moved to the door. Just as he was about to reach for it, the person on the other side grabbed the door pulling it closed.“What the hell?” he grabbed the doorknob pulling the door opened.He saw someone running down the hall but halted at the top of the stairs waiting for him.“Who are you?”Jack moved forward angry that his home apparently wasn’t safe.“Stop right there,” he ordered.The person quickly rushed down the stairs running for the front door. He opened it disappearing into the darkness.Jack reached the opened
Julie Warren quickly entered the homeless shelter. She kept looking over her shoulder. She wasn’t certain but the man she just saw shooting that other man down in the alley has her nervous and anxious. She had managed to elude him for almost three years. The last time he caught her, there were hell to pay.“John Warren,” she said his name to release the heaviness across her chest. “If you are around here it means someone recognized me somewhere.”She quickly rushes to the kitchen looking for Martha but the woman wasn’t there. She put the groceries away then went and look for Tina Duncan. The woman was her responsibility out here. She found her busy sorting old clothes. She discovered the rich lady wasn’t ashamed of getting her hands dirty.“Tina,” she carefully closed and locked the door.“Is something wrong?”“Yes, I just saw John shooting someone in the alley.” Julie searched and found her identification and her son’s along with certain documents and a bit of money. She wrapped the
Jack fully dressed and ready for his morning. He barely slept last night. It was with much difficulty that he managed to convinced Jazz and Jason to go to bed. He feels the weight of responsibility for those two. Two women had placed their faith in him. He reached for his cell phone trying to call outside. The lines still were down. He reached behind his jacket his pistol loaded and secure.“Better start my day.” He reached and opened his bedroom door. Shocked and surprise when finding a waiting Jazz. She clearly looked tired from lack of sleep.“Morning,” she said softly.“Morning, what are you doing out of bed?” he queries.“I was waiting for you. How did you sleep?”“I didn’t and it seemed neither did you.”“I am going to make coffee.” She falls in step with him. Together they went downstairs.Jack found the mail and paper on the kitchen counter. He frowned when he realized he still didn’t see William. That man was always very punctual in whatever he was doing. He noticed Jazz was
Jack found himself struggling with anger management. He feels the fury building inside of him. His fists were balled ready to fight. He keeps looking in the distance, his past unfolding to a very specific moment in time when his father nearly beaten him to death, simply because he looked at him in a wrong way.He recalls in clarity if it wasn’t for his mother telling him a story, he would have left this world since he was beaten to the brink of death. His mother was a small delicate woman but with a build in iron core, he had learned that day. She made him hold on.“Jack,” he even hears her voice now clear as day.“Mom,” he whispered.“Please hold on son. You have a life to live. Don’t let him defeat you.”“I can’t …mom, I am tired.”“I know son. Let me tell you a story. Just listen to my voice and hold on.”“I love you Mom,”“Once upon a time I was cut down in my prime. I always thought I sit majestically on the side of life. I rather felt proud of my position I took up in society. I
Jack stood looking at Carly King. The woman sits there looking smugly at him. He crosses his arms just looking at her. His now mind wonders what on earth he ever saw in her. “Jason, would you mind giving us some privacy please.” He looked at his brother who immediately stood and left the living room. Jack briefly wonders what he might be thinking. He looked back at the woman who seemed intent on not staying out of his life. Claiming to be pregnant was the oldest ploy in the books trapping a rich man.“Now, Carly please repeat your bold statement.” Jack was coldly furious but control the volume of his voice.“I want to talk to you in private Jack. Why don’t you ask the ‘child’ to leave us alone?” Carly suggested with a sneering smile.“I already send the child from the room.” Jack’s pointed look was hard and cold.“I am talking about that one too,” she pointed at a silent Jazz who sits watching them.“Carly you are testing my patience.”“Jack, I want privacy.”“You are not going to get