The sky was a deep blue with the onset of twilight, the last rays of the setting sun bouncing off the windows of tall office buildings. Cars whooshed past on Bank Street, headed for the waterfront.
Summer was in full swing with teens and twenty-somethings shuffling along the sidewalk under the light of bright neon signs above storefront windows. Guys in shorts and tees and young women in sundresses. Most weren"t that much younger than Jack – and some were older – but they felt like children to him. Children for whom he"d become responsible. Now, that was an odd thing to consider.
Jack stood on the street corner.
He wore blue jeans and a black t-shirt with a V-neck, his dark hair combed so that messy bangs fell over his forehead. “Cheer up, Hunter,” he said with a shrug. “You have as muc
