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Jesse woke with a start the next morning. She couldn't figure out why, until she roled over in bed and hit the package with her name on it.
"Jonny, you little sneak." She sat up in bed and picked up the gift he had put on her bed. On it was a note. "Dear Jesse," she read silently. "I thought you might like a little wake-up call this lovely day. After you open this, go to the top of the light house. Love, Jonny." She smiled. She put down the note and opened the box. Inside was a small "Reserved" card on top of beautiful bouquet of flowers. She quickly got dressed and went to the light house, card and flowers in hand. When she got to the top, she slowly opened the door and went in. Inside, she found that a little table had been set up with candles and flowers and a small "Reserved" sign. Taking the card Jonny had given her as a hint, she took a seat in one of the chairs. She was waiting patiently when she smelled something. She turned as Jonny shut the door behind him. In his hands he held a large tray.
"Goodmorning, Jesse. Did you sleep well?"
"You could say that. I was having a wonderful nights sleep, until someone woke me up." Jonny grinned as he placed a plate of food in front of her.
"Which reminds me: you usaully get up pretty early on Saturdays. What happened this morning?"
"I don't know. I guess I was just tired, that's all. The point is I'm up now and being forced to sit through one of your breakfasts." They both laughed.
"Don't worry. I told Jenny my idea and she refused to let me ruin it by over- stuffing you. This is one of hers."
"So you both can cook?"
"Yep. Mom originally taught us so that I could be of some help during the days before Dad went in for surgery. He was having his tonsils removed. After a while it sort of became a habit for me to fix breakfast every morning."
"Neat. Jonny, how do you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Talk about your mom when you know you'll never see her again?" Jonny put away the tray and sat down, a solemn look on his face.
"See, Jess. That's the thing. I don't know that I'll never see her again. No matter what, I never let the thought that I've completely lost her cross my mind." Jesse poked at her eggs with her fork.
"Oh. I guess that helps. After all that's happened, I guess I never looked at things that way. Especially two years later, when Mom and Dad finally had enough arguing and devorced. You know, before Jacob died they had started to work things out. But after, they started to grow apart. I never forgave him for that." They sat and ate in silence for a while. After they finished, Jesse thanked Jonny for breakfast. Once Jonny had finished picking things up, he asked Jesse if she would like to go for a walk. "Sur-" she started, but was then interupted by Jenny.
"I really hate to bargein like this, but Jesse there's someone on the phone for you and Race said that it was someone you'ld be real interested in talking to." Jesse twisted her smile, then looked at Jonny.
"We can go walking right after this, ok?"
"OK." Jesse went to the main house, Jonny following a little bit after. When he got to the door, Jesse came practically skipping out. She slowed as she passed Jonny.
"Look, we're gonna have to have a rain-check on that walk, k? That was one of Jacob's old friends. He wants me to come over and visit. You don't mind do you?" Jonny shook his head.
"Nah. We can go for that walk later. Have fun."
"I will." Jesse went off in Race's car, waving to Jonny as she drove out of site. Jonny went inside.
Jesse checked the address about 20 times before even stopping the car. It seemed right. She just wanted to make sure there could be no mistake. The person on the phone was Robert, Jacob's very best friend. The other guys had told him that they saw her, and he decided to say hello. "Who'd have guessed we'd all end up living in the same state we buried Jacob in?" He meant it as a joke, but something in his voice caught her wrong. Probably the way he'd mentioned Jacob. Still, she hadn't seen him in so long. And he had done his best to comfort her when Jacob died. And she missed him. Dragging herself from her thoughts, she got out of the car and went up to the door of the building she was parked in front of. As soon as she rang the door bell, the door practically flew open. Jesse was looking straight forward, expecting to be looking right in his face. Instead, she found herself eye-to-eye with the shirt-less chest of an 18 year old who was obviously taller than she thought he would be. She moved her eyes up to meet his face.
"New look?" She tried not to say it too weakly. He looked down at himself.
"Oh, sorry. I was doing some work around the house this morning. Man, Jesse, you sure have grown." He stepped back and out of the doorway while he slipped on a shirt.
"I've grown?! Look at you! You're like two times taller than I'd ever even expected."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." He huffed a laugh. He closed the door behind Jesse as she walked inside.
"Sorry, but it's true. You were never exactly tall when you were younger."
"I know. After everyone split up, though, I started working out and building myself up."
"Obviously," she said under her breath. She followed him down a little hall- way to what she assumed was the living room. "So this is where you live, huh?"
"Yep. My parents said that if I wanted to be this close to the guys I'd have to be on my own. So, they bought me this place, I got a job not far from here, and Mill let's me use this old heep he and his dad built not too long ago. Well, whatdya think?"
"About what?" She had dazed for a second.
"The house, my life, the stuff I've been talking about which you apparently paid absolutely no attention to." Jesse laughed.
"I was paying attention. I think you've done very well for your self. Can I have a tour of the house?"
"Sure." Robert showed Jesse the kitchen and a few other downstairs rooms, but he wouldn't let her upstairs. "That tour we save for later." She had no idea what he meant, but at that moment she really didn't care. They talked for awhile on the couch in the living room. Mostly they compared their lives. Neither had it any worse. Jesse was getting up to leave when Robert asked if she wanted to go catch a movie.
"Well, I don't have anything big to do, so I guess we could."
"Great. Your car or mine?" He opened the door for her and closed and locked it behind himself.
"First of all, it's my dad's car. Not mine. Secondly, if your car is really that bad, then I seriously suggest we go by my mode of transportation." He laughed.
"Good point." They got into the car and headed off towards the theatre.
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