Jameson: The Men of Whiskey Mountain Book 2 by Love Frankie

Author:Love, Frankie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Jameson

One minute I am high in the sky, flying toward home, and the next, my propeller stops working. It’s the last thing I’m expecting, and it comes out of nowhere, this storm. It’s like an omen, but of what I don’t know.

I don’t wanna die today — I know that much. I have plans with Jemma. Plans for the future, and I have a ring in my pocket to prove it. Of course, she might think I’m rushing things, but it’s been a few weeks. And a few weeks is long enough for me.

Dying is not a part of the plan.

My father was happy to see me when I visited him and my mom yesterday. And if I’m gone today, then I’m glad that I did what Jemma suggested and that I made amends.

I went home and made things right. Fixed what I had broken by running away. My parents were happy to see me but shocked, too. My mom pulled me close and kissed my cheeks and said how much she missed me. “Oh, Jameson, I’m so glad you’re home I’ve missed you so much.”

Dad wasn’t quite as touchy-feely, but there were tears in his eyes. “I’ve missed you, son.”

“I’ve missed you guys, too,” I told them. “I just didn’t know what to do after Johnny died,” I said, shaking my head. “I miss him something terrible.”

My mom made a feast for me like I was the goddamn prodigal son returned, and maybe I am. Perhaps I had gone too far, too long, and I know I broke their hearts in the process. What does that say about me? The kind of man I am? I let grief take over and I disappeared in my self-pity. I buried myself by running away from a good job my father had offered.

But being there reminded me of Johnny every damn day. I couldn’t bear it, so instead, I made my way in the world. I left home and rarely looked back.

My parents paid the price.

“Why now?” my mom asked. “Why did you come home now?”

“I met someone.” I ran a hand over my beard. “I met the one.”

My parents wanted to know all about Jemma. Where I had met her, where she was from, but I told them that’s her story to tell.

“Why didn’t you bring her?” Mom asked.

“I wanted to talk to you guys first, fix things. Apologize. I’m sorry for making a mess of everything.”

My parents accepted my apology — and they apologized too. Sure, I’m the one who left, but my parents were a wreck after Johnny died, too. All of us ships without a sail headed nowhere.

Maybe we’d finally all made our way back to the shore.

Losing Johnny made me wonder what the point of any of this was. But now that I have Jemma I understand. The point is to love deep and hard and fully. For as long as we can.

And now, as my plane is headed into the icy cold lake below, I can’t help but wonder why I don’t have more time.

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