The gentleman

Nancy

His name was Jake Gardner, he had told me. He was an intriguing guy who always seemed to have a solution to every event; he had an enchanting charm that drew me in, and I couldn't deny it.

“You’re not exactly from this city, are you?” He asked after a while, still driving his car.

I was sitting next to him with his coat still on my back, suddenly feeling very aware of his presence next to me. “Um… Yes. I'm actually from Denver,” I replied a little shyly.

“Oh, Denver. A good city; I remember spending my childhood there,” he said wistfully, his hands still on the steering wheel.

"For real?" I asked in surprise, looking at him.

He was laughing lightly. “I remember my friends and I would always go to the mall to play video games after school, and then I would come home really late, and my parents would fight me about it,” he said.

“So I feel sorry for your parents for having a kid as troublesome as you then,” I replied, chuckling.

"So it is. Those were good times,” he comment