Page 18 of The Good Son


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“So are people. At least cows don’t argue back or leave you hanging. They don’t…”

“Break your heart?”

“That’s not what I was going to say.”

“Right. You say you’re over Miss Josephina. And that it doesn’t bother you that she’s living next door to you. But you’re so not over her.”

“Are we going to talk? Or are we going to mend the fence?”

“Can’t we do both?”

“No.”

When they called it a day at four, they went to J.T.’s trailer for a beer before getting cleaned up for dinner. They sat on the tiny porch and enjoyed the cool breeze coming in across the valley. J.T. was in the chair and Sawyer was sitting on the top step.

“Other than this morning, have you seen your neighbor lately? The one that you don’t want to talk about?”

“Nope. Not since she came to see the house.”

“Is she working on her place?”

J.T. shrugged. “I suppose so. I see her car there most days. And smoke coming from her chimney.”

“At least it’s coming from the chimney and not the front door. If she’s leaving you alone, then it’s not that big of a deal she’s around. Right?”

“I suppose.”

“I still think you should talk to her.”

J.T. took a drink of his beer. “Won’t do any good. She doesn’t want to talk to me about what happened any more than I want to talk to her.”

Sawyer laughed. “You’re so damn stubborn.”

“I’m not stubborn. I just don’t see any reason to talk about it. She left. I thought she was the one, and she left town.”

Sawyer turned and looked at him. “Do you really think a teenage kid can find his one?”

“I thought I did. That’s all that really matters.”

“What if she had stayed? Do you think you’d still be together? Have a kid or two?”

“Sure. Why not? Mom and Dad got married and had me when they were twenty-one. Granddad did the same thing. Although, that didn’t work out so well.”

“I guess I don’t really have any room to talk. I don’t know what it’s like to be in love.”

“What about what’s her name?”

Sawyer cocked his head. “How important could she have been to me if you don’t even remember her name?”

“Point taken.” He finished his beer and set the bottle next to his chair. “You’ll find your one. There has to be a huge selection of women to choose from in Missoula compared to here.”

“You’d think. But not really. Besides, when I’m there, I’m training. And part of my pre-match training is no women.”

“That sucks.”

“It’s a matter of where your priorities lie. Right now, for me. It’s in the ring.” He turned back around and looked out at the grass in front of the trailer. “You, on the other hand, need to find someone to live here with you.”

“I’m in no rush.”

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