Jack and I walked away from the river shore together back towards the Gala. It was hilarious that he was humming 'here comes the bride' and he even offered his arm to me like we were walking down the aisle or something and I took it.
I was more than happy to take it.
"I should probably ask your father for permission to marry you. He might be into the whole 'ask for my daughter's hand in marriage' thingy"
"My father's…dead" I blurted out.
"Dead?" Jack quizzed like he didn't hear me the first time, it may have something to do with my sudden change in countenance.
Who could blame me? Michael and Akira were a sore subject.
"Hm-hmm" I nodded vigorously "He hmm…he shot himself in the foot trying to run away from a mad dog that bit him…and he died in a ditch after soiling himself. There were maggots and everything when we found his corpse days later. He died a shameful death"
"Maggots?" Jack didn't believe me.
