“We all will,” Jarrett said. He was fixing his own house when he had time but would put that on hold to help Mac. Just like he helped Alex get work done on his house.
“Sounds like it’s settled to me,” Mac said. “I’m not going to be too picky about the location since the station is in the middle of the island, but I’d like to not be too far on either end. As you know, options are limited.”
“Maybe we can talk Drew into selling me my old house,” Sidney said. “It’s plenty big enough and in a good location.”
“No,” his mother said. “You were assaulted in that house and Mac shot someone. That is no place for you to raise your family.”
Jarrett was thinking the same thing but wouldn’t voice it. He didn’t need to. His mother did.
Sidney’s ex from another country had found her and attacked her in her home, his brothercomingin andsavingher, thenshootingthe dick before he was arrested.
“I told her that too,” Mac said. “Glad I’ve got support there.”
“I’m sure you’ll find a house before the babies come, but if not, when they are little it won’t be too hard,” his father said. “You guys all shared rooms.”
“Mac never had to,” he said.
“That’s right,” Alex said. “Mac got hisownroom and then I shared with Jarrett until Mac moved out and then I got his room.”
“And you both survived,” his mother said.
“Barely,” Alex said. “Jarrett is a neat freak.”
“I think he’s only a neat freak because you were a slob,” Mac said.
“He isn’t as bad as he was,” Jennie said. “I won’t tolerate it.”
“You give him hell,” Jarrett said.
“Now that the good news is out there,” his mother said, standing up, “I’ll put some snacks out.”
“I’ll help,” Jarrett said. Since he was standing it was easy enough.
When they were in the kitchen his mother said, “You’ve always been my little helper.”
“Thanks,” he said. “Makes me sound like a wuss.”
“Hardly that.” His mother pulled out a plate with cheese and meats on it. Then she got down a box of crackers. There was a bowl of mixed fruits.
He carried in the bowl and plate while his mother had the crackers and it was all set on the dining room table. Then he went back to get some silverware while his mother brought out the paper plates.
He knew the routine. It was what they always did for gatherings.
Since he helped bring it out and set it up, he put some food on a plate and pulled out a chair to sit down.
Mac was there next getting some food and sitting next to him and then his father.
“Anything new to report about Friday?” his father asked.
Jarrett looked at his brother. “Nothing to report at all. A woman fell because she tripped.”
His father laughed. “I know you two. That isn’t all there is to it. I heard a US Marshal got to town fast. Faster than a relative could manage.”
He had looked into Jack Wilson and saw that he was based out of Tulsa and before that Denver,prior tothat, he startedoutin Utah. He’d moved around some.
Did that mean that Andi was from either of those three areas? He had no clue.
“They are sticking to the relative story,” he said. “I haven’t heard otherwise.”