Hello! I've been rethinking the story and I almost have it completely
figured out chapter by chapter. Also, I've changed a few ages. Now it goes
as follows: Winnie hasn't seen Jesse for twenty years, and Elizabeth is now
fifteen, which works better anyway for the story. Hopefully this chapter
will shed some light onto what I mean by history repeating itself. Here's
the next chapter and I hope you like it!
"I don't think I'm the one to tell you that."
"Tell me! Don't you think I deserve the right to know?"
"I'm not the one who determines what you can and can't do."
Elizabeth stared at him, finally realizing coming to terms that she was fighting a losing battle. "Elizabeth? Jesse?" Winnie walked out on to the porch. "Oh! There you two are. I'm glad you're getting to know each other. Elizabeth it's getting late. Why don't you go to bed?"
"Fine. Goodnight, Mom." She left without saying a word to Jesse. They were silent until they heard Elizabeth walk up the stairs, and shut her door.
Jesse spoke suddenly. "She knows." A look of shock spread across Winnie's face.
"What? What do you mean she knows?"
"She knows that I'm not your relative. She heard us talking on the porch."
"But she doesn't know the whole truth, does she?"
"No, but she knows something happened between us. She probably this I'm
crazy. After all, I only look seventeen."
"We can't tell her."
"We're going to have to."
"We can't! How do you think she would take it?"
"You took it fine."
"But she's not like me! Elizabeth is very practical. She wouldn't believe
her even if we did tell her."
"It's your decision, not mine, but she suspects something."
"Jesse, it'll be fine."
Jesse seemed almost lost in thought. "She looks a lot like you, you know."
" I know, but she takes after her father more than me."
"Where is her father, anyway?"
"He's out of town on a business trip for the next few weeks."
"A business trip? Now that doesn't sound like a guy you'd want to marry,
Winnie."
"No, you're right. It doesn't, but George is different. He was so
adventurous, and exciting until work began to bog him down."
"He's not what you wanted, is he?"
"No, he's-oh Jesse, don't do this to me."
"I'm not trying to do anything."
"I know, it's just." Winnie sighed. "Goodnight, Jesse."
"Goodnight, Winnie."
Jesse stood on the porch steps for a while, thinking. It had been a shocking day, and I'm sure you can imagine why. Hearing Winnie talk about her husband was painful for Jesse. Hadn't Jesse been a better choice? Hadn't Jesse had all the qualities she wanted in a guy? He ran his hand through his hair and went inside.
Elizabeth quietly shut her window after Jesse went inside. It was now obvious to her that she wouldn't get any of the story from her mother, but Jesse. Jesse was another story. And what did he mean he still looked seventeen? He was, wasn't he? He couldn't be as old as her mother!
She had come to the conclusion that, with the exception of what happened with her mother, Jesse wasn't that bad to have around, and certainly wasn't that bad looking.
"What are you doing up?" Elizabeth whipped around. "Spying on us, were you?" said Jesse with a laugh.
"No, I was simply letting some fresh air in."
"Sure." He said smiling. "Just try to be sneakier next time, ok?" Elizabeth smiled. "Well I just wanted to say goodnight."
"Goodnight." Said Elizabeth awkwardly. Nope. Not bad looking at all.
And so ends another chapter! Please review and tell me what you think! And thanks for reading!
"I don't think I'm the one to tell you that."
"Tell me! Don't you think I deserve the right to know?"
"I'm not the one who determines what you can and can't do."
Elizabeth stared at him, finally realizing coming to terms that she was fighting a losing battle. "Elizabeth? Jesse?" Winnie walked out on to the porch. "Oh! There you two are. I'm glad you're getting to know each other. Elizabeth it's getting late. Why don't you go to bed?"
"Fine. Goodnight, Mom." She left without saying a word to Jesse. They were silent until they heard Elizabeth walk up the stairs, and shut her door.
Jesse spoke suddenly. "She knows." A look of shock spread across Winnie's face.
"What? What do you mean she knows?"
"She knows that I'm not your relative. She heard us talking on the porch."
"But she doesn't know the whole truth, does she?"
"No, but she knows something happened between us. She probably this I'm
crazy. After all, I only look seventeen."
"We can't tell her."
"We're going to have to."
"We can't! How do you think she would take it?"
"You took it fine."
"But she's not like me! Elizabeth is very practical. She wouldn't believe
her even if we did tell her."
"It's your decision, not mine, but she suspects something."
"Jesse, it'll be fine."
Jesse seemed almost lost in thought. "She looks a lot like you, you know."
" I know, but she takes after her father more than me."
"Where is her father, anyway?"
"He's out of town on a business trip for the next few weeks."
"A business trip? Now that doesn't sound like a guy you'd want to marry,
Winnie."
"No, you're right. It doesn't, but George is different. He was so
adventurous, and exciting until work began to bog him down."
"He's not what you wanted, is he?"
"No, he's-oh Jesse, don't do this to me."
"I'm not trying to do anything."
"I know, it's just." Winnie sighed. "Goodnight, Jesse."
"Goodnight, Winnie."
Jesse stood on the porch steps for a while, thinking. It had been a shocking day, and I'm sure you can imagine why. Hearing Winnie talk about her husband was painful for Jesse. Hadn't Jesse been a better choice? Hadn't Jesse had all the qualities she wanted in a guy? He ran his hand through his hair and went inside.
Elizabeth quietly shut her window after Jesse went inside. It was now obvious to her that she wouldn't get any of the story from her mother, but Jesse. Jesse was another story. And what did he mean he still looked seventeen? He was, wasn't he? He couldn't be as old as her mother!
She had come to the conclusion that, with the exception of what happened with her mother, Jesse wasn't that bad to have around, and certainly wasn't that bad looking.
"What are you doing up?" Elizabeth whipped around. "Spying on us, were you?" said Jesse with a laugh.
"No, I was simply letting some fresh air in."
"Sure." He said smiling. "Just try to be sneakier next time, ok?" Elizabeth smiled. "Well I just wanted to say goodnight."
"Goodnight." Said Elizabeth awkwardly. Nope. Not bad looking at all.
And so ends another chapter! Please review and tell me what you think! And thanks for reading!