Disclaimer from Chapter 1
here is a long Chapter for Jules, who I know is reading, but cant post her reviews. I did pretty good, updating two days in a row.
Things continued like this for the next two weeks. Cate would wake up late in the morning and read the paper that Jack and David had left for her or what ever books she could find around the apartment. Around twelve thirty the boys would bring her some lunch. Then Jack would stick around for an hour or two and talk with her. Sometimes David and Les would stay too, but she found it harder to talk with them around.
She didn't want to become so attached to Jack, but she couldn't help it. Something about him was just so trustworthy. She found herself looking forward to when he got home so they could talk. At first they really had nothing to talk about, due to her hesitance to discuss her past, and him not wanting to push her into it. But soon the conversation flowed easily between them. They would talk about what was in the news, hypothetical situations, like if they had a million dollars, and sometimes Jack would tell her funny stories about the Newsies.
The evenings were spent playing games, having polite conversation with the family, or helping with small things like sewing up little holes in the boy's shirts. Cate was really good at sewing, and liked it a lot. She had learned from her mother, and it was one of the few things that she like to remember. She and her mother used to make dresses for each other. It was one of the few good memories she had from her childhood
By the end of the second week Cate could get out of bed for a few hours each day. She would do chores to help out, doing laundry or cleaning. She felt it was the least she could do in return for the Jacobs letting her stay in their house. She had even managed to get Sarah and Mrs. Jacobs to let her cook dinner tonight.
She was standing in the kitchen chopping the onion for her pea and ham soup when the boys got home.
Jack walked into the kitchen and staggered back a little. It was sweltering in there. Cate stood at the counter chopping something and adding it into the large pot that was simmering on the stove. David walked in right behind him.
"Woah!" David exclaimed. "It is really hot in here. Cate are you going to be okay staying in this heat?"
Cate turned from the counter, "well hello to you too David. And yes, I will be fine. I'm in much better health now." She wiped her hands on the apron she was wearing, then began to stir the soup vigorously.
David looked her up and down. She was wearing some of Sarah's cloths, a light blue blouse and tan skirt, to be exact. The blue made her eyes stand out even more. David had noticed that her eyes looked more blue or gray, depending on what she wore. Her long wavy hair was held back with a blue ribbon that matched her blouse, but a few little pieces of hair had escaped and curled around her face. She was sweating from the heat of the room, giving her, what David thought, was a nice, healthy glow. She was to put it simply, beautiful.
Jack saw David staring at Cate with a look of longing in his eyes. He gave David a little nudge towards Cate. When David gave him a questioning look Jack simply nodded his head at Cate and shot David a meaningful look.
David walked over to stand next to Cate, being careful that he wasn't too close. "Uh . . . Cate? Can I help?" Jack shook his head.
For as smart as David was, he was really slow with girls. He walked out of the room to play with Les, but he made sure to keep an ear open. He knew David would never hurt Cate, but he was beginning to fell an almost brother like love for the girl. To be frank, it was hard not to. She was very smart and quick witted. She also had a fragility about her that made him want to protect her.
Cate looked up from the soup and looked into David's equally blue eyes. He was standing close to her, but not too close, and looked very apprehensive. She had grown more comfortable around the family. She knew that she was not at risk for any immediate physical danger. If she had been it would have happened by now. But she didn't trust them completely. She really wasn't sure if she could ever trust anyone completely again. After what had happened with her parents, she knew that you could never trust anyone completely, especially those close to you.
"Cate . . . ?" David asked carefully.
Cate shook herself mentally. No, she did not want to be thinking about those things. Fixing David with what she hoped was a convincing smile she took a deep breath and blew it out so it blew the little wisps of hair, the ones that had fallen out of the ribbon holding it back, up away from her face. "You could get the bread out of the stove. Just be careful, the dough is still raising, so any sudden movements will cause it to fall."
David did as he was told and place the dough carefully on the top of the stove. He put down the cloth he had used to remove the bread from the oven and leaned against the counter. "So. . . what exactly are you making us this evening?"
"Well that," she answered, pointing at the bread dough, "will be soda bread. And this, "she waved at the soup, "will be pea and ham soup. They are old Irish recipes." She gave him a little grin and he flushed a little in return.
David turned and put his hands down flat on the counter, and gave Cate a sideways look. "Well it smells gerraaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . ."
Cate jumped into action, pulling David's hand up from the stove, where he had stupidly put it down. She quickly dragged him over to the washing basin and began to pump cold water onto the burn. Jack came running into the kitchen, closely followed by Les. "Wha happened?"
"Don't worry!" Cate answered. "David put his hand down on the stove, but I think I got it off fast enough that it wont be too bad. Jack could you get me some clean strips of cloth? I need to be very careful when I bandage it." Throughout this speech she and continued to pump water onto David's hand.
David, for his part was trying to hold still, and not scream a few very foul words that he had picked up from the other Newsies. Soon Jack had returned with the cloth that Cate had asked for. She wet a few of the pieces and laid them gently over the injured hand, then lead him to the table in the other room and forced him to sit down.
After taking the seat next to him, she began to wrap the bandages around his hand. When she finished she tied the bandage off carefully, "there that should do it for now." She turned to Jack, "Jack, if I give you a list of ingredients could you go and get them?"
"Sure! But for what, you got every thing you need for dinner."
"Yes I do. But I can make something to help with the burn, I just need a few things."
"Its okay," David interjected, as he stood up, "I don't need anything else."
"That is nonsense, and we all know it." Cate said, turning to him and poking him with one finger in the middle of his chest. David stumbled a little and sat back down hard. "And since you work with your hands, you need to get better as soon as possible." After Cate drew up a quick list of ingredients and gave it to Jack, he and Les left and promised to be back as quickly as possible. David had to stay behind, on everyone's insistence.
"Just because I have a burn, doesn't mean I'm useless. I can still do stuff!" David said angrily when Cate told him to just relax.
"Well, at least know you know how I have felt for the last two weeks," was her only answer. "Here, come here and stir this soup while I knead the dough." she showed him how to do it properly, "you see? You need to make sure that it doesn't get a layer of skin on top, and that is doesn't stick to the sides." With that she started folding and kneading the dough, gently at first, then more forcefully.
Jack and Les were back in less than and hour with everything on Cate's list. She pulled out another large pot and began to boil more water. She worked feverishly for the rest of the afternoon. Around three o'clock the boys went to join the other Newsies in selling the evening addition. By the time Sarah arrived home Cate was finishing dinner and sweating profusely.
"Oh my God," Sarah exclaimed when she say Cate. "You'll work yourself into exhaustion! Do the boys know that you are doing this? Oh, if they do I'm going to smack them so hard that they wont be able to sell until nest week. I mean, really . . . "
"Sarah! Sarah, please calm down. I am fine. The boys are out selling th evening addition, and I am almost done with dinner. It has just been a little hectic this afternoon. David burned himself on the stove, so I made him some stuff to put on it." She smiled triumphantly and held up a large jar of greenish cream.
"Is David ok?"
"Of course!" I would not have let him leave if I thought he would be in real trouble. In fact, I didnt really want him to go at all, but he is very irritating when he wants to be."
Sarah gave a small smile, "yes, that is Davey. Here, at least let me help you get every thing on the table." The girls started putting plates and such on the table.
It was another hour before the entire family was seated around the table and eating. Cate had insisted on putting the cream on David's hand as soon as he walked in the door. And he had to admit, it made the pain in his hand dull almost immediately. Cate told him that he would be better in a few days, and would not even need the bandage after tomorrow. This was good news for David because the boys had teased him shamelessly about being all nervous around Cate. He had tried to shrug it off, but after a few hours he had stated to lose his temper. This, however, just convinced the other boys that he really did like Cate. Kid Blink had even put on a fake Irish accent to tease David with. This is when Jack had stepped in, saying that no one could make fun of the girl he and David had found, and that half of the other boys would have fallen for her too if they had a chance to see her.
Jack was sure that David liked Cate, and more than in the brotherly way he liked her. He sared his thoughts with Sarah while they were cleaning up after dinner.
"I think your right," she replayed. "He gets all clumsy around her, and do you see the way he looks at her when she's not looking?"
"Yeah I do. And I know how he feels, its how I feel when I look at you." He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle and leaned over to place a kiss on her cheek. She gave a little laugh and leaned back into him.
"Jack?"
"Yeah?"
"I don't know. I just feel like Cate isn't telling us something. Something big, and important."
"I know what you mean, but don't worry, we'll figure it out." He placed a line of small kisses from her cheek to her neck and back.
Sarah laughed again. "Now stop that!" He stood up and moved a way from her to dry the dishes she had finished washing.
"What eveah you want doll."
After they finished they joined the family in the other room. David was playing checkers against Cate and Les, who sat next to each other whispering back and fourth. Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs were sitting at the table and reading different parts of the evening addition that David had brought home for them. Jack sat on the edge of the bed, pulled a stool up in front of him, and motioned for Sarah to sit on it. When she did he began to rub her shoulder. She sighed and leaned back into his hands, enjoying the sensation of Jack working the kinks out of her back.
Eventually Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs took Les into the bed room to tuck him in. Cate leaned back in her chair and began to roll her shoulder stiffly. It was the injured one, it had become stiff from all the use it was getting all of a sudden. She shifted so she could rub it properly to try and release the tension.
Jack seeing her discomfort leaned over and kissed Sarah on the mouth, than gave her a little wink. He stood and walked over to Cate and began to gently ease the knots out of her shoulder. Cate dropped her arms to her side and let Jack work on her stiff limb. Normally, had it been anyone else she would not have let them touch her so intimately, but this was Jack, and she was sure that he was not going to take advantage of the situation.
David sat across the table with a sour look on his face. Jack was acting very strangely. He didn't really care about Jack and Sarah being together. Jack was a good guy and Sarah wasn't stupid, she could take care of herself. But this was starting to get weird, Jack was acting very affectionately towards Cate and Sarah both. This angered David for two reasons really, the first being that if Jack ever hurt Sarah in any way he would be forced to hurt Jack, very, very badly. The second was one that he didn't really want to admit, even to himself. He liked Cate, a lot. He felt a jealous of Jack and Cate. Jack already had Sarah's undivided attention, why did he need Cate too?
"There," said Jack, interrupting the silence that had settled upon the room. "Feel bettah?" he asked looking down into Cate's face.
"Yes thank you," she answered. She stood up and stretched her arms over her head, "I am so tired, I'm going to go to bed."
"I'll come with you," Sarah said, "I is getting very late."
Jack walked over to Sarah and wrapped his arms around her. "I got to go to da logging house tonight, but I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay, have a good night," she leaned forward and rested her head against his chest. She whispered to him, "I love you."
"I love you too Sarah." He kissed her once thank hugged her tightly, then he released her and walked over to Cate. "Hey kid, have a good night." With that he leaned over and kissed the top of her head and ruffled her hair a little. This was it for David. "Jack! Before you go will you come up on the roof with we. We need to have a little talk."
"Sure Dave. Goodnight goils"
"Goodnight Jack," they echoed back.
David lead Jack out onto the fire escape and up to the roof while the girls headed to the back room to get ready for bed.
Once on the roof David turned to face Jack. "What do you think you are doing down there?" He demanded motioning back towards the fire escape.
"What you talk'n 'bout Dave? I'm just acten de way a normally do with Sarah, and I'm just looking out for Cate."
"That is not what I see. I see you flirting with another girl in front of me and Sarah. Look Jack I didn't think we were going to have to have this talk, because you're a really good guy, and I'm sure you would never purposefully hurt my sister. But I'm gonna say it anyways." David who had been pacing in front of Jack up until now, turned to face him dead on. "Jack Kelly, if you ever hurt my sister in any way I will hurt you ten times more."
Jack gave a little chuckle, "is dat what you think is goen on down there?" He walked over and put his hands on David's shoulders. "David I love Sarah more dan anything in the world. And your right I would never hurt her. But the feelings I have for Cate are not like the ones I have for Sarah. I feel protective of them both, but Cate like a brother, not a lover. Sides, I think I know someone else with his eye on Miss Cate." He gave David a wink.
David blushed and thanked god that it was dark so Jack couldn't see. "I really do like her, but she is so distracted with you that she never notices me."
"Dats not true Dave, you just gotta talk with her more she's really smart . . ."
"I know that," David interrupted. "She's brilliant!"
Jack smiled at him, "den why not talk about something you both have in common, like books? Shes read almost all the books in de apartment, so you could talk about those."
David nodded a little absently, he seemed to br thinking it all over. "Thanks Jack."
"No problem Dave. I got to get goen. See you tomorrow." He made his way over to the fire escape and started climbing down to the street.
David poped his head over the edge of the roof, "Hey Jack!" Jack looked back up at him. "Remember what I said about Sarah!"
"I will Davey, I will." With that Jack Kelly started to walk back to the logging house with a lot to think about. David climbed back down into the apartment, his mind equally occupied.
the next chapter will be up soon, but it is going to be really long and hard to write, so have patience, please. And thank you for all your lovely reviews, they are the highlight of my day! estrellalily
here is a long Chapter for Jules, who I know is reading, but cant post her reviews. I did pretty good, updating two days in a row.
Things continued like this for the next two weeks. Cate would wake up late in the morning and read the paper that Jack and David had left for her or what ever books she could find around the apartment. Around twelve thirty the boys would bring her some lunch. Then Jack would stick around for an hour or two and talk with her. Sometimes David and Les would stay too, but she found it harder to talk with them around.
She didn't want to become so attached to Jack, but she couldn't help it. Something about him was just so trustworthy. She found herself looking forward to when he got home so they could talk. At first they really had nothing to talk about, due to her hesitance to discuss her past, and him not wanting to push her into it. But soon the conversation flowed easily between them. They would talk about what was in the news, hypothetical situations, like if they had a million dollars, and sometimes Jack would tell her funny stories about the Newsies.
The evenings were spent playing games, having polite conversation with the family, or helping with small things like sewing up little holes in the boy's shirts. Cate was really good at sewing, and liked it a lot. She had learned from her mother, and it was one of the few things that she like to remember. She and her mother used to make dresses for each other. It was one of the few good memories she had from her childhood
By the end of the second week Cate could get out of bed for a few hours each day. She would do chores to help out, doing laundry or cleaning. She felt it was the least she could do in return for the Jacobs letting her stay in their house. She had even managed to get Sarah and Mrs. Jacobs to let her cook dinner tonight.
She was standing in the kitchen chopping the onion for her pea and ham soup when the boys got home.
Jack walked into the kitchen and staggered back a little. It was sweltering in there. Cate stood at the counter chopping something and adding it into the large pot that was simmering on the stove. David walked in right behind him.
"Woah!" David exclaimed. "It is really hot in here. Cate are you going to be okay staying in this heat?"
Cate turned from the counter, "well hello to you too David. And yes, I will be fine. I'm in much better health now." She wiped her hands on the apron she was wearing, then began to stir the soup vigorously.
David looked her up and down. She was wearing some of Sarah's cloths, a light blue blouse and tan skirt, to be exact. The blue made her eyes stand out even more. David had noticed that her eyes looked more blue or gray, depending on what she wore. Her long wavy hair was held back with a blue ribbon that matched her blouse, but a few little pieces of hair had escaped and curled around her face. She was sweating from the heat of the room, giving her, what David thought, was a nice, healthy glow. She was to put it simply, beautiful.
Jack saw David staring at Cate with a look of longing in his eyes. He gave David a little nudge towards Cate. When David gave him a questioning look Jack simply nodded his head at Cate and shot David a meaningful look.
David walked over to stand next to Cate, being careful that he wasn't too close. "Uh . . . Cate? Can I help?" Jack shook his head.
For as smart as David was, he was really slow with girls. He walked out of the room to play with Les, but he made sure to keep an ear open. He knew David would never hurt Cate, but he was beginning to fell an almost brother like love for the girl. To be frank, it was hard not to. She was very smart and quick witted. She also had a fragility about her that made him want to protect her.
Cate looked up from the soup and looked into David's equally blue eyes. He was standing close to her, but not too close, and looked very apprehensive. She had grown more comfortable around the family. She knew that she was not at risk for any immediate physical danger. If she had been it would have happened by now. But she didn't trust them completely. She really wasn't sure if she could ever trust anyone completely again. After what had happened with her parents, she knew that you could never trust anyone completely, especially those close to you.
"Cate . . . ?" David asked carefully.
Cate shook herself mentally. No, she did not want to be thinking about those things. Fixing David with what she hoped was a convincing smile she took a deep breath and blew it out so it blew the little wisps of hair, the ones that had fallen out of the ribbon holding it back, up away from her face. "You could get the bread out of the stove. Just be careful, the dough is still raising, so any sudden movements will cause it to fall."
David did as he was told and place the dough carefully on the top of the stove. He put down the cloth he had used to remove the bread from the oven and leaned against the counter. "So. . . what exactly are you making us this evening?"
"Well that," she answered, pointing at the bread dough, "will be soda bread. And this, "she waved at the soup, "will be pea and ham soup. They are old Irish recipes." She gave him a little grin and he flushed a little in return.
David turned and put his hands down flat on the counter, and gave Cate a sideways look. "Well it smells gerraaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . ."
Cate jumped into action, pulling David's hand up from the stove, where he had stupidly put it down. She quickly dragged him over to the washing basin and began to pump cold water onto the burn. Jack came running into the kitchen, closely followed by Les. "Wha happened?"
"Don't worry!" Cate answered. "David put his hand down on the stove, but I think I got it off fast enough that it wont be too bad. Jack could you get me some clean strips of cloth? I need to be very careful when I bandage it." Throughout this speech she and continued to pump water onto David's hand.
David, for his part was trying to hold still, and not scream a few very foul words that he had picked up from the other Newsies. Soon Jack had returned with the cloth that Cate had asked for. She wet a few of the pieces and laid them gently over the injured hand, then lead him to the table in the other room and forced him to sit down.
After taking the seat next to him, she began to wrap the bandages around his hand. When she finished she tied the bandage off carefully, "there that should do it for now." She turned to Jack, "Jack, if I give you a list of ingredients could you go and get them?"
"Sure! But for what, you got every thing you need for dinner."
"Yes I do. But I can make something to help with the burn, I just need a few things."
"Its okay," David interjected, as he stood up, "I don't need anything else."
"That is nonsense, and we all know it." Cate said, turning to him and poking him with one finger in the middle of his chest. David stumbled a little and sat back down hard. "And since you work with your hands, you need to get better as soon as possible." After Cate drew up a quick list of ingredients and gave it to Jack, he and Les left and promised to be back as quickly as possible. David had to stay behind, on everyone's insistence.
"Just because I have a burn, doesn't mean I'm useless. I can still do stuff!" David said angrily when Cate told him to just relax.
"Well, at least know you know how I have felt for the last two weeks," was her only answer. "Here, come here and stir this soup while I knead the dough." she showed him how to do it properly, "you see? You need to make sure that it doesn't get a layer of skin on top, and that is doesn't stick to the sides." With that she started folding and kneading the dough, gently at first, then more forcefully.
Jack and Les were back in less than and hour with everything on Cate's list. She pulled out another large pot and began to boil more water. She worked feverishly for the rest of the afternoon. Around three o'clock the boys went to join the other Newsies in selling the evening addition. By the time Sarah arrived home Cate was finishing dinner and sweating profusely.
"Oh my God," Sarah exclaimed when she say Cate. "You'll work yourself into exhaustion! Do the boys know that you are doing this? Oh, if they do I'm going to smack them so hard that they wont be able to sell until nest week. I mean, really . . . "
"Sarah! Sarah, please calm down. I am fine. The boys are out selling th evening addition, and I am almost done with dinner. It has just been a little hectic this afternoon. David burned himself on the stove, so I made him some stuff to put on it." She smiled triumphantly and held up a large jar of greenish cream.
"Is David ok?"
"Of course!" I would not have let him leave if I thought he would be in real trouble. In fact, I didnt really want him to go at all, but he is very irritating when he wants to be."
Sarah gave a small smile, "yes, that is Davey. Here, at least let me help you get every thing on the table." The girls started putting plates and such on the table.
It was another hour before the entire family was seated around the table and eating. Cate had insisted on putting the cream on David's hand as soon as he walked in the door. And he had to admit, it made the pain in his hand dull almost immediately. Cate told him that he would be better in a few days, and would not even need the bandage after tomorrow. This was good news for David because the boys had teased him shamelessly about being all nervous around Cate. He had tried to shrug it off, but after a few hours he had stated to lose his temper. This, however, just convinced the other boys that he really did like Cate. Kid Blink had even put on a fake Irish accent to tease David with. This is when Jack had stepped in, saying that no one could make fun of the girl he and David had found, and that half of the other boys would have fallen for her too if they had a chance to see her.
Jack was sure that David liked Cate, and more than in the brotherly way he liked her. He sared his thoughts with Sarah while they were cleaning up after dinner.
"I think your right," she replayed. "He gets all clumsy around her, and do you see the way he looks at her when she's not looking?"
"Yeah I do. And I know how he feels, its how I feel when I look at you." He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle and leaned over to place a kiss on her cheek. She gave a little laugh and leaned back into him.
"Jack?"
"Yeah?"
"I don't know. I just feel like Cate isn't telling us something. Something big, and important."
"I know what you mean, but don't worry, we'll figure it out." He placed a line of small kisses from her cheek to her neck and back.
Sarah laughed again. "Now stop that!" He stood up and moved a way from her to dry the dishes she had finished washing.
"What eveah you want doll."
After they finished they joined the family in the other room. David was playing checkers against Cate and Les, who sat next to each other whispering back and fourth. Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs were sitting at the table and reading different parts of the evening addition that David had brought home for them. Jack sat on the edge of the bed, pulled a stool up in front of him, and motioned for Sarah to sit on it. When she did he began to rub her shoulder. She sighed and leaned back into his hands, enjoying the sensation of Jack working the kinks out of her back.
Eventually Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs took Les into the bed room to tuck him in. Cate leaned back in her chair and began to roll her shoulder stiffly. It was the injured one, it had become stiff from all the use it was getting all of a sudden. She shifted so she could rub it properly to try and release the tension.
Jack seeing her discomfort leaned over and kissed Sarah on the mouth, than gave her a little wink. He stood and walked over to Cate and began to gently ease the knots out of her shoulder. Cate dropped her arms to her side and let Jack work on her stiff limb. Normally, had it been anyone else she would not have let them touch her so intimately, but this was Jack, and she was sure that he was not going to take advantage of the situation.
David sat across the table with a sour look on his face. Jack was acting very strangely. He didn't really care about Jack and Sarah being together. Jack was a good guy and Sarah wasn't stupid, she could take care of herself. But this was starting to get weird, Jack was acting very affectionately towards Cate and Sarah both. This angered David for two reasons really, the first being that if Jack ever hurt Sarah in any way he would be forced to hurt Jack, very, very badly. The second was one that he didn't really want to admit, even to himself. He liked Cate, a lot. He felt a jealous of Jack and Cate. Jack already had Sarah's undivided attention, why did he need Cate too?
"There," said Jack, interrupting the silence that had settled upon the room. "Feel bettah?" he asked looking down into Cate's face.
"Yes thank you," she answered. She stood up and stretched her arms over her head, "I am so tired, I'm going to go to bed."
"I'll come with you," Sarah said, "I is getting very late."
Jack walked over to Sarah and wrapped his arms around her. "I got to go to da logging house tonight, but I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay, have a good night," she leaned forward and rested her head against his chest. She whispered to him, "I love you."
"I love you too Sarah." He kissed her once thank hugged her tightly, then he released her and walked over to Cate. "Hey kid, have a good night." With that he leaned over and kissed the top of her head and ruffled her hair a little. This was it for David. "Jack! Before you go will you come up on the roof with we. We need to have a little talk."
"Sure Dave. Goodnight goils"
"Goodnight Jack," they echoed back.
David lead Jack out onto the fire escape and up to the roof while the girls headed to the back room to get ready for bed.
Once on the roof David turned to face Jack. "What do you think you are doing down there?" He demanded motioning back towards the fire escape.
"What you talk'n 'bout Dave? I'm just acten de way a normally do with Sarah, and I'm just looking out for Cate."
"That is not what I see. I see you flirting with another girl in front of me and Sarah. Look Jack I didn't think we were going to have to have this talk, because you're a really good guy, and I'm sure you would never purposefully hurt my sister. But I'm gonna say it anyways." David who had been pacing in front of Jack up until now, turned to face him dead on. "Jack Kelly, if you ever hurt my sister in any way I will hurt you ten times more."
Jack gave a little chuckle, "is dat what you think is goen on down there?" He walked over and put his hands on David's shoulders. "David I love Sarah more dan anything in the world. And your right I would never hurt her. But the feelings I have for Cate are not like the ones I have for Sarah. I feel protective of them both, but Cate like a brother, not a lover. Sides, I think I know someone else with his eye on Miss Cate." He gave David a wink.
David blushed and thanked god that it was dark so Jack couldn't see. "I really do like her, but she is so distracted with you that she never notices me."
"Dats not true Dave, you just gotta talk with her more she's really smart . . ."
"I know that," David interrupted. "She's brilliant!"
Jack smiled at him, "den why not talk about something you both have in common, like books? Shes read almost all the books in de apartment, so you could talk about those."
David nodded a little absently, he seemed to br thinking it all over. "Thanks Jack."
"No problem Dave. I got to get goen. See you tomorrow." He made his way over to the fire escape and started climbing down to the street.
David poped his head over the edge of the roof, "Hey Jack!" Jack looked back up at him. "Remember what I said about Sarah!"
"I will Davey, I will." With that Jack Kelly started to walk back to the logging house with a lot to think about. David climbed back down into the apartment, his mind equally occupied.
the next chapter will be up soon, but it is going to be really long and hard to write, so have patience, please. And thank you for all your lovely reviews, they are the highlight of my day! estrellalily