A Talk with Jack

"So that's it, then?" Jack asked, disappointed.

"I'm afraid so," Elizabeth responded. "I have not only me to look after, Jack, but the kids as well. But Chris has a ... consolation prize for you." Chris shivered under the Black man's fierce stare.

"My mom is s-s-single now," he stammered. "And I spoke with her and offered to s-s-s-set her up, and she s-s-s-said okay." Black Jack stared at the white boy for a long minute.

"You have pictures?" he asked. Chris took out his phone, showing Black Jack a couple of photos. The blonde bitch was thick, but she would do given the present circumstances, Black Jack thought.