Jack
“Hey Jack!” Rick called for my attention. I was under the Mitchell’s mini van working on the brake line. “Jack, your Mrs. is on the phone.”
“Alright, be right there!” I shouted back before finishing up my work.
I quickly rubbed off the grease and oil on my his before grabbing the handset and tucking to my ear.
“Hey babe,” I said. “Everything good?”
“There was another shooting,” Nova said. “Same shooter as dads. But he killed this time.”
“Oh my God,” I gasped.
“Please be careful and come home soon,” she said.
“I will, I’m just finishing up the mini van and I have an oil change then I’ll be home,” I said. “I’ll be okay, babe. Stay home with Jaxen.”
“I’m here,” she said. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” I said. “Kiss Jax for me.”
“Will do,” she
