A/N: this is short but i got another part comin
They had spent the next couple of hours unpacking Heather and Jack Jr.'s things into the master room. She had suggested that she and Jack share Jack's old room but Ennis wouldn't let that happen. He put the few things he had inside the closet. Putting the shirts back in the same spot that he had found them 6 years ago. The postcard of the mountain was pinned to the wall beside the old bed.
He was sitting on the heater looking out the open window as Jack Jr. played in the yard. He couldn't believe how much this boy looked like his grandfather. They were the same down to the little smile and unskilled harmonica playing. The only thing that was missing were the two little birthmarks on his left cheek. He looked down at the journal in his hands and gulped. He opened it for the 20th time today and ran his fingers over the words.
He couldn't decide if he should read it or not. It seemed like an invasion of privacy. He glanced at the laughing boy then back at the book. The was a knock on the open door and heather stood in the doorway. A large box in her arms she smiled.
"I brought you the rest of the journals. You don't have to read them but I thought you might like them." She set the box and the desk then walked out. He sighed looking at the stacks of books then started reading the one in his hands.
August 20th 1963
I have never once, in my whole life sat down and wrote my thoughts. But at this moment, I have too many thoughts and emotions conflicted to be able to keep them straight. Hopefully I will come to understand what is happening with my life. So on my way home I stopped and bought this.
I was away this summer; I had a job herdin' sheep up on Brokeback Mountain. It was supposed to be an easy job for some easy pay. It's didn't turn out that way. I was herdin' with a man my age, named Ennis del Mar. he doesn't talk a lot but he gets his feeling across. A month into the job…well to put it bluntly we fucked. It was the most amazing time I ever had experienced in my life. I found myself reluctant to leave camp after that. Spending more and more time with Ennis. We were toghether the whole time and though it was freezing I had never felt so happy in my entire life.
It all came crashing' to a stop when our boss said we were finishin' a month early. He and I had spoken only once on the subject, saying it was a onetime deal and we wouldn't speak of it outside of camp. Going back meant it was over. We spent this morning dragging out what was coming till he hit me. I gotta nice bruise formin' on my cheek right now. We didn't speak of our actions this summer the whole way back. He helped me start the truck up.
The hardest thing I have ever done in my life was drive away from him as he walked home. I only made it a couple of miles before I was crying too much to drive. I barely made it to this hotel. My stomach hurt and I feel like I'm gonna start crying again any minute. I don't know how it happened but I think I fell in love with a man. I don't know if I will see him ever again. I hope I do because I don't know how living with this hole in my chest is good for me.
Jack Twist.