and that was Jack.
After the older lady had left Christy had not
been content just to stand there and wait. She had made her way
back over there just to take a peek, and it proved to be a little
more dramatic than she had anticipated. It was fairly obvious from
the show this lady put on they must have been real close. Then
again, Christy figured there had to be more to it than that. She
definitely had to have a few skeletons in the closet.
“You don’t break down like that unless times
were that good or they were that bad.” Christy would put her money
on bad and let it ride.
Christy got close enough to the car to see
the woman’s eyes and the shock as she kept coming closer. What
Christy didn’t see was a cell phone in her ear and that gave her
some relief. The woman was nervous, of course, but not terrified
enough to do anything about it. This was good news and meant that
as long as Christy kept it civil everything would be ok.
Christy smiled as wide and as friendly as she
knew how. She waved hello and motioned for her to roll down the
window a little so they could talk. The woman fumbled with the
controls a bit as her anxiety level went up more than Christy would
have preferred. The passenger door window did eventually go down,
but only about two inches. That was not as much as Christy was
hoping for, but she reacted as if it was exactly what she had been
expecting.
“Hey, how ya, doin.” Christy said with a warm
smile.
“Fine…” Jennifer said weakly as it took her a
moment to respond.
“So, I guess your wonderin’ what I’m doin’
here?” Christy let the question disarm her, but continued before
she could respond. “I want you to know I ain’t crazy and I sure as
heck ain’t stalkin’ you or nothin’ like that.” Christy hesitated a
moment and then decided to chance it. “I’m just here to pay my
respects to your daddy.” Christy saw the surprise in her eyes and
waited.
“What…” Jennifer said completely baffled.
“Your daddy, Jack Randall,” Christy let the
words soak in. “I’m here for his funeral and that’s all. Like I
said before, I ain’t a freak or nothin’, but I knew him and we had
some history together. I’m just here to make my peace without
botherin’ anybody or getting’ in the way.” This whole encounter was
becoming just a little too surreal for Jennifer. For her own sanity
she had to bring the conversation back to some semblance of
normalcy.
“How did you know he was my father?” Jennifer
asked suspiciously.
“That was a guess, but it was pretty clear I
reckon. I kind of recognized your momma from what Jack told me
about her and I saw you two leave together and I just put two and
two together. That’s all.” Christy could have told her more but
figured it would be better to keep to the basics at this point.
“So you were watching us.” Jennifer said
pointedly as her nerves began to dissolve into anger.
“Hey, hold on a minute! It ain’t like that.”
Christy had let this go long enough and if she didn’t want to do
any fast-talking with the police she better start talking now. “I
know it all may seem a little strange, me talking to you like this.
I mean look at me.” She said as she took a step back so Jennifer
could see her as she was. “I know I don’t look like much and maybe
people like me don’t mean much to you, but people like me meant a
whole lot to your daddy. I spent a lot of time with him and maybe I
could tell you some things about him you never knew. Jack had a
whole other life out there on the road. Maybe you know that; maybe
you don’t.” Christy let the words hang in the air and judged her
body language. “I guess right now I’m bettin’ you don’t. I can see
in your eyes, you got what they call issues. Just maybe I can help
you out with that. So…as I see it, you got a choice. Are you going
to drive out of here leaving things as they are, or are you going
to at least hear me out?”
Jennifer could smell the must
After the older lady had left Christy had not
been content just to stand there and wait. She had made her way
back over there just to take a peek, and it proved to be a little
more dramatic than she had anticipated. It was fairly obvious from
the show this lady put on they must have been real close. Then
again, Christy figured there had to be more to it than that. She
definitely had to have a few skeletons in the closet.
“You don’t break down like that unless times
were that good or they were that bad.” Christy would put her money
on bad and let it ride.
Christy got close enough to the car to see
the woman’s eyes and the shock as she kept coming closer. What
Christy didn’t see was a cell phone in her ear and that gave her
some relief. The woman was nervous, of course, but not terrified
enough to do anything about it. This was good news and meant that
as long as Christy kept it civil everything would be ok.
Christy smiled as wide and as friendly as she
knew how. She waved hello and motioned for her to roll down the
window a little so they could talk. The woman fumbled with the
controls a bit as her anxiety level went up more than Christy would
have preferred. The passenger door window did eventually go down,
but only about two inches. That was not as much as Christy was
hoping for, but she reacted as if it was exactly what she had been
expecting.
“Hey, how ya, doin.” Christy said with a warm
smile.
“Fine…” Jennifer said weakly as it took her a
moment to respond.
“So, I guess your wonderin’ what I’m doin’
here?” Christy let the question disarm her, but continued before
she could respond. “I want you to know I ain’t crazy and I sure as
heck ain’t stalkin’ you or nothin’ like that.” Christy hesitated a
moment and then decided to chance it. “I’m just here to pay my
respects to your daddy.” Christy saw the surprise in her eyes and
waited.
“What…” Jennifer said completely baffled.
“Your daddy, Jack Randall,” Christy let the
words soak in. “I’m here for his funeral and that’s all. Like I
said before, I ain’t a freak or nothin’, but I knew him and we had
some history together. I’m just here to make my peace without
botherin’ anybody or getting’ in the way.” This whole encounter was
becoming just a little too surreal for Jennifer. For her own sanity
she had to bring the conversation back to some semblance of
normalcy.
“How did you know he was my father?” Jennifer
asked suspiciously.
“That was a guess, but it was pretty clear I
reckon. I kind of recognized your momma from what Jack told me
about her and I saw you two leave together and I just put two and
two together. That’s all.” Christy could have told her more but
figured it would be better to keep to the basics at this point.
“So you were watching us.” Jennifer said
pointedly as her nerves began to dissolve into anger.
“Hey, hold on a minute! It ain’t like that.”
Christy had let this go long enough and if she didn’t want to do
any fast-talking with the police she better start talking now. “I
know it all may seem a little strange, me talking to you like this.
I mean look at me.” She said as she took a step back so Jennifer
could see her as she was. “I know I don’t look like much and maybe
people like me don’t mean much to you, but people like me meant a
whole lot to your daddy. I spent a lot of time with him and maybe I
could tell you some things about him you never knew. Jack had a
whole other life out there on the road. Maybe you know that; maybe
you don’t.” Christy let the words hang in the air and judged her
body language. “I guess right now I’m bettin’ you don’t. I can see
in your eyes, you got what they call issues. Just maybe I can help
you out with that. So…as I see it, you got a choice. Are you going
to drive out of here leaving things as they are, or are you going
to at least hear me out?”
Jennifer could smell the must
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