Pretty faces lie well

Ennis didn't speak for what seemed like hours he stood in shock, he hadn't hears her voice since she was three; it had changed a whole lot.

"Junior?"

"You want to talk to Jenny, I'll go get her."

"No! Wait a sec, I can't talk to you?"

"Well you may want to talk to me but that doesn't change the fact that I don't want to talk to you."

"Junior, wait."

"No daddy, I'm done waitin, I'm done with hoping and dreaming, I'm done with everything, most of all I'm done with you."

Click.

Junior hung up the phone.

"What was that?" Jack asked a little confused.

"My daughter." Ennis said sounding just as confused as Jack had.

"Junior?"

"Yah, it was Junior, said some awful hurtful things, god Jack I didn't know I hurt her that bad, bad enough to hate me something awful."

Jack got up and went to Ennis, grabbed him in a hug, holding him to his body.

"Its alright, I'm sure she didn't mean what ever she said."

"Jack you didn't hear her voice and those words. Jack I hurt her so bad, I hurt my baby girl." He sounded on the verge of tears, Jack didn't know what to say, Jack, Jack Twist didn't know what to say; in all of his life he never knew he could be so silent.

"Jack?"

Jack quickly got out of his daze of trying to figure out what to say, something that might be of value to Ennis.

"Yeah?"

"You think I should call again?"

"Well I don't rightly know, maybe you should wait and see if Jenny calls back or maybe you should call again tomorrow, maybe by them Junior will come around."

"There's a lot of maybes in that sentence, I don't know Jack she didn't sound like she was coming around."

Mean while in Wyoming

"Junior, who was that?" Alma called from the kitchen

"No one mama, wrong number is all."

"Alright sweetheart."

Junior looked around the living room, and was glad to find no one was around to hear her conversation; she had been so caught in the moment she didn't bother to look around for spectators. She walked up stairs and crawled into her bed, Jenny was reading in her bed across from her own bed, she looked up,

"Hey Junior."

"Hey."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Who were you on the phone with?"

"No one, wrong number."

Junior noticed the phone in there room right beside Jenny, she felt her stomach turn over, what if she had been listing to the entire conversation? One word came from Jenny's mouth, one word and Junior's thoughts became a frightening reality.

"Liar."