We got out as we pulled into his driveway. He offered to carry my bags since Owen and Hannah were let’s just say having fun together. Once inside, Jacob and I headed to the guest room. I mumbled, “I don’t think I’ll be able to stand them.” Jacob replied, “No worries. Uh Owen is only doing this to uh make you jealous.” I stared at him with my mouth open and whispered, “He always was the jerk.” Jacob agreed silently, but the convo changed as we heard them in the other room. “So how are your parents?” I asked him. “Don’t go there.” He begged. “Jacob what happened while I was gone?” I asked him. To avoid an answer he pulled me along into the family room where Hannah and Owen were. “Could you two get off each other for one second so I can ask a question?” I said. Jacob pleaded with his eyes for me not to ask and quietly promised he would tell me. I sighed defeated but still wondered if it was anything like Owen’s who were dead. No. I decided to let go the thought of his parents and focus on the Owen jealous thing.