Chapter 5
Jack liked visiting Kelsey and her son in Chicago. Not only did Matt seem happier and more healthy when visiting them, but it also let him try out the Chicago boxing scene. He enjoyed it- let him work out his rage and get his own feelings in order and helped him make more money being somewhat unknown.
(Would they have money for the end of the month? He was nothing but a stupid boxer, a brute with no skill. What was he doing, trying to raise a son so smart.)
Kelsey was odd. She was young but seemed unused to many of the new things that had been propping up in recent years. She shrugged it off as being from England and being from a very strict family but sometimes he wondered…
She was a good mother though. Full of energy and caring. She took Matt’s blindness in stride and his other skills she didn’t notice but sometimes she’d raise an eyebrow.
(His one son thought him worthless, nothing. He didn’t tell him about his skills, thinking he was nothing but a brute, right? Why else wouldn’t he think that his own dad would notice when he heard things better, tasted things better?)
Jack grinned as Matt and Harry danced around the apartment, Prince playing in the background.
“The kind you find in a second-hand store!” Kelsey sang, dancing with the kids while Jack rested his hurting ribs. For a second, Jack wished that things were different. That he was younger and he could offer to date Kelsey. That she wasn’t in love with her long-dead best friend.
(She wouldn’t want a brute anyway. An ugly stupid one with no skills.)
They could raise the kids together as such, be a happy family. Matt laughed as he danced, and Jack smiled as Harry grabbed Matt’s hands to twirl around, Kelsey still singing about a raspberry beret.
At least they had this.
(Maybe it would be best if he didn’t…)