And it can't be said that Jack ain't interested, because for a minute, there's a gleam in the blue eyes that mirrors the heat of golden ones, before they fall, and he shrugs.
"Don't know what you mean. Ain't got much of a place to go. Feel like I been dreamin, stuck. And then, bere I am."
He snorts a laugh.
"Momma believed in Heaven 'n Hell. Always figured I'd be marchin right off to the second one when the time came."
There's a silence, and the humor drains out of his face as he glances up, quickly.
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And it can't be said that Jack ain't interested, because for a minute, there's a gleam in the blue eyes that mirrors the heat of golden ones, before they fall, and he shrugs.
"Don't know what you mean. Ain't got much of a place to go. Feel like I been dreamin, stuck. And then, bere I am."
He snorts a laugh.
"Momma believed in Heaven 'n Hell. Always figured I'd be marchin right off to the second one when the time came."
There's a silence, and the humor drains out of his face as he glances up, quickly.
"Guess this is it, huh?"