Over the next month John and John T. got really close. They would talk at least three times a week. and Skype sometimes. John T. even referred to John as dad. John T. knew Nicole and John had spoken, even though neither had given him any details he knew it hadn't gone well. He knew that because since Nicole had told him about talking to John she'd been sad. She tried to hide it but wasn't doing a very good job. It was early in the morning. John T. had just woken up and started making coffee. His cell phone started to ring.
"Hello?" He said
"Hi." John said.
"Hi dad."
"How are you today?"
"Good." "You?"
"I'm good." "Are you busy next Tuesday night?"
"No."
"I'll be in Chicago then." "Do you want to go to dinner?"
"Sure." "What time?"
"Is eight ok?"
"Yeah." "I'd ask if mom could come but I think I know the answer."
"If you want her to come she can."
"No that's ok." "I want it to be a nice dinner."
"We won't fight."
"It's fine."
"John, you and your mom and I can have dinner together."
"Dad, it's fine, really." "It'll just be you and me."
"Ok."
"I have to go but I'll see you next week."
"Ok bye."
"Bye."
Later that night Nicole and Chloe were closing up the art gallery. Nicole had given Chloe a job.
"Ok how much longer are you gonna do this to yourself?" Chloe asked.
"What are you talking about?"
"Go find John and tell him you love him."
"Chloe I don't know if you noticed but John hates me." "Even if I did love him, it doesn't matter."