The Legend of Colton H Bryant by Alexandra Fuller

Author:Alexandra Fuller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster UK
Published: 2008-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

In mid-January, six months after he’d fallen in love with her, the pretty girl in Colorado broke Jake’s heart.

Colton tried everything he could think of to fix it. “Well,” he said at last, “I guess my happy dance is a bit wore out.”

“Just a bit,” said Jake.

“She weren’t a very nice girl in any case. Probably wouldn’t have let you go hunting. That sort of girl. I heard tell of ’em.”

Jake sighed.

“How about I buy us some all-we-can-eat at the Hunan Garden?”

Jake shook his head.

Jake’s little brother sat next to Jake absorbing Jake’s misery.

“Movies?”

Jake shook his head.

“I wouldn’t mind seeing a movie,” said Jake’s little brother, perking up.

“I don’t wanna see a freakin’ movie,” said Jake.

“Ice fishing?” suggested Colton.

Jake said, “I’ll be fine. Why don’t you boys go. Leave me here, for the love of crap.”

“Fine? You don’t look as if you’ll be fine. You look like you need to be on 24/7 suicide watch.”

Colton sat down next to Jake and that’s how things stayed for a couple of hours. Colton and Jake’s little brother on either side of Jake on the sofa and all three of them staring ahead, as if at a television screen. But there was no television and the only thing playing was Jake’s heartbreak, on replay, over and over in his head. When it was dark, Colton sent Jake’s little brother out for pizza and Mountain Dew. Colton and Jake’s little brother ate but Jake said he didn’t feel like anything.

“I’ll have your half,” Colton offered.

Jake’s sad thoughts got noisier.

“Sorry,” said Colton, pushing a slice of pizza at Jake. “Here.”

Jake ate like he was being forced to chew cardboard. Then there was another hour of watching Jake’s misery grow blacker. Colton started to jiggle his knees up and down. He cracked his knuckles. He bit his fingernails. He balled a wad of chew into his lower lip and spat. “Holy crap,” he said at last, “watching your broken heart mend is like watching freakin’ paint dry.”

“You don’t have to be here,” said Jake.

“I do got to be here,” said Colton. “In case you die of boring yourself to death.”

Jake sighed more deeply than before.

Colton said, “You know what? You need to go shooting. What’s in season?”

“Girlfriends?” Jake’s little brother suggested.

“He-he-he,” said Colton.

“Not funny,” said Jake.

“No,” said Jake’s little brother. “Sorry.”

There was more silence and more of Jake’s humid sighs.

Then, “Jackrabbits!” said Colton. “They’re always in season. Let’s go shoot some bunnies.”

“Oh crap,” said Jake.

“C’mon,” said Colton. “It’ll fix you.”

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