leave? I don't get it.'
Serena sighed. 'It's a mystery. But I gather that she came from a very conservative, upscale family, who expected her to marry some tight ass and live a very traditional, boring life. I think she met Jack when she was in some kind of rebellious phase because her family was horrified that she chose a man who works with his hands for a living. No one from her side even came to the wedding. It was awful.'
'Okay, so clearly they made a mistake. Why didn't Jack get out?'
'Good question. Probably because he thought he could make it work. He's incredibly stubborn and loves a challenge more than anything. His dad was really hard on him, so proving people wrong just motivates him. And everyone was always telling him that Deborah wasn't right for him. I think that just aggravated the situation. Plus, I think he felt sorry for her. Her family had pretty much disowned her, and she didn't have a lot of friends. She'd be almost totally alone in the world if he abandoned her.'
'So, you don't think he loved her?'
Serena looked down at her folded hands for a moment and contemplated Lacey's question. 'I really don't know. He never said a bad word about her, and would defend her if anyone criticized her, but love? I don't think so. He certainly cared for her and wanted to make her happy, but I can't say I ever saw any real affection or heat between them. Not even in the beginning.'
'Wow. That's so sad. I can't imagine Jack being content with that.'
'Hey, no one knows what goes on in a marriage except the two people involved. But I can safely say that he really tried to make it work. Look at that house he built her.'
'The white one out in the woods?'
'Yup. That was a fifth anniversary present for her. As a surprise. And she hated it.'
'Hated it? How could she hate it. It's gorgeous. At least from the outside.'
'But, you see, it's in the middle of nowhere. She scoffed at it when he showed it to her. Called it a cabin, despite the fact that it's a bloody mansion. She hated being around his family, so he built their home as far away as possible. And she hated that too. Now, he's stuck with it.'
'Couldn't he sell it?'
'I don't know. Maybe. There must be someone else out there who would like to live in a mausoleum. Count Dracula, perhaps?'
'What do you mean?'
'It's white from top to bottom. And filled with marble and tile. I imagine it would be like living in the world's nicest igloo. Deborah had a lot of allergies, so wood floors and carpet weren't possible. That icehouse was customized, just for her, and she mocked him for it.'
'Surely Jack could renovate it and unload it.'
'Yeah. But that would mean having to walk through that front door and I don't think he's done that since the funeral.'
'What? Where has he been living?'
'Well, now that I picked out some furniture for him he lives in the cottage behind that house. But until four months ago, he was pretty much homeless. Just camping on couches for months on end. Pretty weird for a guy who builds homes for a living.'
'I had no idea.'
'How could you? It's not exactly typical.And I don't want you to think I'm gossiping about him. I'm telling you this stuff, so maybe you'll understand how bad it was with him and understand if he retreats occasionally and acts like a complete dick-wad. For awhile it looked like he wasn't going to bounce back, and then you walked into that Open House, and it was like my cousin was back. Just like that.' Selena snapped her fingers to demonstrate.
'I don't understand. Why me? Women must throw themselves at him all the time.'
'Who knows? Maybe you just came along at the right time. Or your chemistry was just right. Or perhaps fate or whatever brought you together because you're meant to be. Regardless, what do you want? And how are you going to fix whatever has gone off the rails with Jay? And do you want to fix it?'
Lacey rubbed her temples with her fingertips. 'I think I want to fix it. But how do I go about doing that? Do I call him up, ask him on a date and just keep things light and pretend the whole Deborah thing never happened, or do I attempt to force him to talk about it so we can bury the past and move on.'
'Definitely an emphatic 'NO' to scenario number two. In case you haven't noticed, Jack is never going to be one of those sensitive modern males who enjoys talking about his feelings. You are barking up the wrong Tarzan if that 's what you expect.'
'Maybe so, but I can't just ignore it either.'
'Why not?'
'Well, because we're supposed to talk to each other.' Lacey stared at her friend incredulously. Was Serena serious? Could she avoid all the nastiness of his past and just focus on the future?
'If you really want my opinion. You do, right?'
'Absolutely. I'm totally out of my element here.'
'Well, then. I think you have to let things happen naturally. Just relax. Get to know each other, and maybe he'll feel comfortable enough to talk about Deborah. But maybe not. Sometimes we have to make our own rules and not go by what the world and Oprah tells us we need to do.'
'So, I'm wrong to want to hash this all out?'
'Not wrong exactly. I think it's great that you want to help get him over what happened, but if talking about it turns him into the Tin-man, then maybe you should give it a rest until he wants to open up.'
'I don't know. It seems too easy.'
'Listen. It's going to take some patience, but I swear Jack is worth the trouble. Underneath it all, he's the best man I know. Just a little damaged. And who isn't really? His issues are just a little more obvious than the rest of ours.' Serena looked out the window wistfully for a moment, staring at the landscaping for a moment. 'Some guys seem great, but are way more twisted than you expected.'
Lacey looked at her for a moment, puzzled. Who was Serena talking about exactly? Obviously, her friend had some experience dealing with guys with issues. Maybe she should listen to her.
'Alright. I'll give the whole 'complete denial' approach a try,' Lacey said, pulling Serena's attention away from the empty yard. 'I'll arrange to meet him somewhere, but if his doppelganger, Mr. Freeze shows up, I am pulling the plug on this operation. Okay?'
Serena patted her hand and focused on her friend once again. 'I don't think you'll regret it. Just stay off the granite, okay? I don't want that image in my head while I'm giving tours.'
Chapter Eight
'Lacey? Are you here?' Jack called, cautiously entering her new home using the set of keys he hadn't given her yet. He set the key-ring on the fireplace mantle and looked around. Lacey was moving in. It was starting to look like someone lived here. He could see there were glasses in the glass-fronted kitchen cupboards, and Charlie's bowl was sitting beside the island. From where he was standing, he could see into the bedroom and what looked like a king-sized bed taking up a large portion of one wall.
He'd spent practically everyday here for the last five months, but after his confession he felt a little uneasy just walking around like he belonged there. He'd been trying to figure out a reason to come by that wouldn't seem too desperate, but Lacey had saved him the trouble by sending him a text. She wanted him to check out a problem with the tile in the bathroom, so he came right away. It wasn't actually his job at this point, but it offered the perfect excuse. Maybe it would be a chance for them to work through their issues.
'Lace?' He called again. But there wasn't any answer. He thought he heard something that sounded like off key singing coming from the bathroom, so he went in that direction. He knocked on the bathroom door, but still no response. Slowly, to avoid startling her, he slid open the unlocked door a crack and looked inside. The tub was on the far side of the huge bathroom, so he couldn't actually see her, but her reflection in the elaborate mirror over the double sinks was clear enough.
She and Mr. Bubbles were taking a soak together. In the dimness of the candlelight he couldn't make out any of
