“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he stroked her hair. Anna shook her head and forced herself to continue. “You wouldn’t know it…by how sophisticated he looks..” Anna paused and let her eyebrows come together in anger. “We were all fooled anyway..”
Jack still looked just as confused as before, but he refused to do anymore talking for fear she’d break down.
“He moved to my old town a year ago, he was the mailman. My mother, she..she started taking a liking to him and-” Anna stopped again “you see my father..died a couple years ago.” Anna didn’t know how she was able to control her tears when saying those horrible words. Jack saw the distortion in her face and decided not talking, may not be the best idea. “Shh, there now. You don’t have to tell me anything Anna..” Jack pulled her face into his tear stained shirt. Again, Anna shook her head. “No..no you need to know. After a month of flirting smiles and romantic 5 min. chit chats between him and my mother, my mom felt the need to invite him in for dinner.