IDRIS
“What about your car?” I ask Jack who is helping me to pack the remaining stuff.
“Our car, there is nothing that is the only mine anymore.” He says. We aren’t married to share everything and say ours. But I don’t want to bring a hot argument over this, I like that ‘ours’ term.
“Okay, Our car,” I say.
“I’m giving it to Nate,” He says.
“Hello, Jack? Where are you? There is someone here who looks exactly like you” I say in every direction in my home.
Jack laughs, “He doesn’t have a car yet. He still uses Hannah’s. He needs to pay his sister’s and mother’s bills after his sick godfather’s insurance is not covered except himself.
“I had given the car to Lucy,” I say. I wonder if he remembers Lucy.
“Nate knows about my feelings for you.” He says after a few seconds.
“What?
