Unexpected Greeting-28
Of the unnatural kind
“Have proof in my car, the leftovers and an envelope he had me take.”
“He who?”
“Andy, the owner!”
My excitement has alarmed the staff along with Jacklyn. I am no match for the sedation added to my I.V.
The tenseness begins to melt away as I see Jaclyn pull the envelope from her purse. The same large green one Andy had gifted me, asking me not to open it until the right time had come along.
The bantering over knowing the right time returning to me in a clouded vision of Andy and I like siblings in a challenge.
The look on Jaclyn's face upon opening it and looking through the contents was something akin to both pain and outrage.
“Did you save the chicken pot pie? What’s in the envelope?”
Jaclyn exits like the walking dead, without response or emotion.
