Jackie Texts About Marshall Novels & Stories

He closed the door behind her. “So, what can I do for you?” Marty asked with a smug smile on his face. Jackie took in the sight of him. Years ago, he was being scouted for the NFL. Now, it looked like the only thing he would run for was a donut. His dark hair was greased into a side part. “I was going to ask you that. I heard you were looking for me,” Jackie said calmly and walked toward his desk. “I was. I missed you Saturday night.”

Jack's Pov I heard as Mr Wilson drove away. I turn in time to see Maureen dashing into her room. I exhaled deeply, thanks to the mikes again i am going to have a long night. I walk to Maureen bedroom and push open the door without knocking. She was there, on the bed. But she wasn't crying which I'm very grateful to of but i could see the fear written boldly on her face. " Jack I don't want to marry him. He is evil. He nearly kill me once Jack... Please " She pleaded and i pull her to me but this time she gave in to tears. Her body shook slightly and i patted her on the back to keep her calm.