Going Once, Going Twice...
Feb. 16th, 2013 09:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morrobay1990Title: Going Once, Going Twice...
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morrobay1990
Genre: post-canon
Word count: 220
Disclaimer: Jack & Ennis are AP's.
♥ Jack
He bent over and picked up the keys, feelings of rejection turning to bitterness, feeling unwanted even at his own son's homecoming...and he hated it when LD called him “Rodeo”, the nickname he’d given Jack the first time they met.
Walking out to LD’s truck, he brought in the cases of formula and put them on the counter in the kitchen with the keys on top, and without a word to anyone - because after all, who in that house would care - he got in his truck and drove to the Bald Eagle bar and grill.
Sitting at the bar nursing a beer, he finally let himself face up to the fact that his presence in his household was not necessary, in spite of the many times he had tried, really tried, to make of a go of things. Lureen loved him, he supposed, but she was unwilling to stand up to her father, and the few times Jack had tried…well, it just hadn’t been worth his time.
No more.
The idea that had been in and out of his mind for weeks was starting to take shape...he mentally made a list of pros and cons...threw a fiver on the bar and drove like a bat out of hell the four and a half miles to the post office.
Author:
morrobay1990Genre: post-canon
Word count: 220
Disclaimer: Jack & Ennis are AP's.
♥ Jack
He bent over and picked up the keys, feelings of rejection turning to bitterness, feeling unwanted even at his own son's homecoming...and he hated it when LD called him “Rodeo”, the nickname he’d given Jack the first time they met.
Walking out to LD’s truck, he brought in the cases of formula and put them on the counter in the kitchen with the keys on top, and without a word to anyone - because after all, who in that house would care - he got in his truck and drove to the Bald Eagle bar and grill.
Sitting at the bar nursing a beer, he finally let himself face up to the fact that his presence in his household was not necessary, in spite of the many times he had tried, really tried, to make of a go of things. Lureen loved him, he supposed, but she was unwilling to stand up to her father, and the few times Jack had tried…well, it just hadn’t been worth his time.
No more.
The idea that had been in and out of his mind for weeks was starting to take shape...he mentally made a list of pros and cons...threw a fiver on the bar and drove like a bat out of hell the four and a half miles to the post office.
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Date: 2013-02-17 05:57 am (UTC)She's such a confident woman but can't say anything against her father, can't defend her husband even a little bit???
Paula
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Date: 2013-02-17 06:09 pm (UTC)I always felt that Lureen and Jack loved each other, but they let each other down over the years.
thanks