tryingMianda turned that appraising gaze of hers on Jack and smiled like a cat closing in on a mouse. “And how do you feel about that?” she asked. “I"m told that marriage is a big part of your culture.”
youAnna struggled to keep her anxiety in check; she"d only just gotten to a good place with Jack, and she really didn"t need her meddlesome aunt stirring up trouble. Companion have mercy, why did she ask him to come? This always happened. At every single family function, something like this happened. Her heart was pounding.
“I"m pretty ambivalent, actually,” Jack said.
“Are you?”
Jack was sitting back with his arms folded, frowning across the table at the woman who was clearly trying to rile him. “I"ve never cared very much about marriage,” he said. “I decided a long time ago that if I
