Jack jumped into his truck, which was a beast of a vehicle like all the men there drove. They had varying styles and colors, but all were pickup trucks. Jack’s seemed to be the biggest: a black, crew cab beast with a long bed and dual wheels. The loud diesel roar of the massive engine gunned as he put it into gear and pulled out of the driveway.
She wandered to the river after he disappeared, and couldn’t believe their last conversation. It changed everything for her there. And what was even more surprising, was how much Jack voluntarily revealed.
Once at the river, she sat on a rock along its banks. The water went by in a beautiful, sweeping current. She stared into it, lost to the soothing gurgle and hypnotic flow. Joey was twenty years old. She closed her eyes. She would never have sl
