Damaged Souls (Broken Man) - By Christopher Scott Page 0,57
their seats. I guess I could leave this last piece of business alone, but I’m not going to, Jack realized as he watched the signing process get underway.
“We are ready for you,” Mike interrupted his thoughts as he extended him a pen.
Jack glanced at the document one more time before signing his name. You’re not getting out of here quite yet, he thought to himself as Mitch stood up from his chair to leave. No, it’s not going to be that easy, Jack decided as he stepped in front of him and stopped his progress.
“How dare you,” Jack looked at Mitch with disdain in his eyes. “Take advantage of your best friend’s wife just a few months after his death. You are a disgusting piece of shit. Now get the hell out of my office.”
Jack smiled as Mitch said nothing and slowly slinked away from the room. He had not only won, but he had also accomplished something very few before him had managed to do.
He had left J. Mitchell Caldwell speechless.
Chapter Twenty
“Congratulations, guys,” Amanda was happy to see them as Delaney and Greg finally found them in the crowd and she and Jack hugged both of them.
“Yeah, congratulations,” Logan struggled with a difficult word as Greg picked him up.
“Thanks, bud,” Greg replied as he smiled. “Did you like the ceremony.”
“It was a little boring,” Logan answered honestly. “But I liked when you guys threw your hats.”
“I liked that part too,” Delaney laughed as she took Logan from Greg.
What a family I have, Amanda daydreamed for a minute as she watched them celebrate. Certainly not a traditional one, but a wonderful family nevertheless. I wasn’t sure this moment would happen, Amanda spied Greg’s crew cut and suddenly found herself becoming emotional as she remembered the weekend before.
“So, what are you guys doing tonight,” Amanda addressed a different subject as she tried not to cry.
“We’re going over to Susie’s for a graduation party,” Delaney replied as she put Logan down and took Greg’s hand. “Are you and Jack still going downtown.”
“We are,” Amanda responded as she looked forward to their night. “Just a reminder, you two can have a beer or a glass of wine, but no drinking and driving. You got it.”
“We’ve got it, Amanda,” Greg answered for both of them. “We probably won’t be out too late.”
I’m sure you won’t be, Amanda thought to herself. “Well, I guess we’ll get going. I know the of you two want to hang out with your friends and we still have to drop off Logan before dinner.”
“Okay,” Delaney said as she gave her a hug and Amanda watched as Greg pulled Jack aside. “Thanks for everything, Amanda. I love you.”
“I love you too,” Amanda replied as she finally started to cry.
* * *
“Jack, can I talk to you for a minute,” Greg asked as he looked for a reaction.
“Sure, Greg. What’s up.”
“I just wanted to thank you for everything you’ve done for me,” Greg circled around the issue as he pulled Jack aside and shook hands. “That scholarship takes a lot of pressure off of me, and I’m pretty sure I know where it came from.”
“You’ve earned it,” Jack responded as he looked away and Greg could tell he was emotional. “I appreciate everything you’ve done.”
“Thanks,” Greg tried not to cry as he gave him a hug. “I really don’t know what I would have done without you.”
“You would have been fine,” Jack assured him as he released him from his arms. “I’m really proud of you.”
“And Jack,” Greg knew he had one last subject to address with him. “I will take care of Delaney,” he looked at Jack to be sure he understood exactly what he was saying, the permission he needed him to grant.
“I know you will, Greg,” Jack answered without hesitation as he looked directly into his eyes. “I’ve never doubted that for a minute.”
* * *
“What did you guys talk about,” Amanda insisted on knowing as she looked across the table at him. “I’ve never seen the two of you like that.”
“I think Greg and I have a better appreciation of each other,” Jack left it at that as he poured both of them a glass of wine. “What are you thinking about having.”
“Tell me, Jack,” she practically begged, knowing he couldn’t resist. “I’m not ordering anything until you tell me.”
“He just thanked me for what I did,” Jack didn’t go into too much detail as he smiled at her impertinence. “And I let him know just how