I could not remember much else. The water continued to run and it finally felt like I could breathe. I was finally able to even shift slightly in bed and not want him to get the slightest hint that I was still awake before I decided what I was going to do.
It really seemed like such a good idea earlier, but I had no idea how I went from being so impatient to tell him about everything to just now being so afraid to even mention a single thing to him. What if he goes berserk and decides to end Jack? That is not what I wanted. It was just too much of an easy escape for him.
And besides, there was no way he could do such a thing before he really finds out who killed his father. If he really suspected that it was Jack, he had to keep him around. And I don't want to push him to a point where h
