I overlaid at Jimmy's, when I got up he had gone out. I was a little embarrassed being in his house without him, but his mom was very nice. She even made me breakfast before I left! She also made a point of thanking me for being such a good friend to Jimmy. It was strange, what she said. She talked a little about how we would stick together like glue when we were kids, and how we haven't really changed that much. When I asked where he was she said his dad had come to pick him up. Then she started to cry.
I apologised for asking, but she told me not to be silly. She said it was her who was being silly. Then she started ranting to herself about how she had been blind stupid to put up with him for so long, not even getting suspicious about his late nights home. She went quiet and I was too scared to ask anything, but before I had to fill the silence she told me that she and Brian were getting divorced, he had been having an affair with his secretary. Then she really broke down.
I sat there and listened as she basically poured her heart out. I nodded my head and frowned in the appropriate places, and kept handing her tissues. I didn't know what to do, I felt so bad. Bad for listening to what she was saying and not being able to help her, bad for her whole situation. Mostly I felt bad for not knowing what to do. She calmed down after I made her some coffee, and apologised for putting this on me, she said she just needed to get it out of her system. I told her it was fine and I didn't mind at all, which of course didn't. I just wish there was something I could have done to make her feel better. A few hours later I had to go, but before I did she gave me a hug and thanked me again, repeating her earlier words about me being a good friend to Jimmy.
Although I do feel good that Laura (she told me off for calling her Mrs. Harlins after the fifth time!) felt she could talk to me, and that I might have helped. But I feel really bad for Jimmy. He doesn't think I know about his dad, and he obviously doesn't want me to know. If it were me I wouldn't want him to know. I guess I will just have to say nothing to him about it. That's the best thing I can do for him.
When I got home Dave was there looking after Cazzy, as mom and Zack had decided to spend the day together. He made a point of going on about how mad my mom was angry that I didn't come home last night. I bet she didn't even realise until she wanted to go out and realised there was nobody to look after Caz. I took Cazzy from him and told him he may as well go home, which he did thankfully. I wasn't exactly in the mood to entertain him with the thoughts of Lauren and Jimmy swirling around in my head.
Jack.