A Day in the Life / November 20
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morrobay1990Title: A Day in the Life / November 20
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Genre: canon/1990
Word count: 270
Disclaimer: They are AP's
♥ Jack
Tuesday. Gunsmoke night. About the most exciting thing that would happen today.
Junior had called him last night, reminding him that Thanksgiving dinner would be early this year, around three in the afternoon, and he was coming, wasn’t he?
This wasn’t any holiday week for him. He’d have a half day off on Thursday and that was it, and he’d have to spend part of it with Alma, Monroe and their kid...he wasn’t looking forward to that at all...
Alma. Especially Alma.
The thought of seeing her on Thanksgiving day never failed to bring back that most wretched of memories – somebody knew! And not just any somebody, his wife...but how?
How did she know? Nothing on any of Jack’s postcards gave anything away, he would never write anything like that.
Ennis couldn’t stand the thought of her knowing…she was intruding on the one thing that kept him going…the one thing in his life he had been able to count on for all these years......Jack
Maybe he could tell Junior he didn’t feel good, sick to his stomach...which would be true, his stomach churned just thinking about it. But he did want to see the kids...maybe he could go early, spend some time but not eat dinner. He could just see it: all of them sitting around the table, Alma with that smirk on her face that maybe he was making up, but maybe not...no, he couldn’t do it, he’d tell Junior something.
He looked over at Chief snoozing next to him and told him they’d have Hamburger Helper for Gunsmoke night, but maybe split a steak for Thanksgiving.
Author:
morrobay1990Warning:
Genre: canon/1990
Word count: 270
Disclaimer: They are AP's
♥ Jack
Tuesday. Gunsmoke night. About the most exciting thing that would happen today.
Junior had called him last night, reminding him that Thanksgiving dinner would be early this year, around three in the afternoon, and he was coming, wasn’t he?
This wasn’t any holiday week for him. He’d have a half day off on Thursday and that was it, and he’d have to spend part of it with Alma, Monroe and their kid...he wasn’t looking forward to that at all...
Alma. Especially Alma.
The thought of seeing her on Thanksgiving day never failed to bring back that most wretched of memories – somebody knew! And not just any somebody, his wife...but how?
How did she know? Nothing on any of Jack’s postcards gave anything away, he would never write anything like that.
Ennis couldn’t stand the thought of her knowing…she was intruding on the one thing that kept him going…the one thing in his life he had been able to count on for all these years......Jack
Maybe he could tell Junior he didn’t feel good, sick to his stomach...which would be true, his stomach churned just thinking about it. But he did want to see the kids...maybe he could go early, spend some time but not eat dinner. He could just see it: all of them sitting around the table, Alma with that smirk on her face that maybe he was making up, but maybe not...no, he couldn’t do it, he’d tell Junior something.
He looked over at Chief snoozing next to him and told him they’d have Hamburger Helper for Gunsmoke night, but maybe split a steak for Thanksgiving.
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