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I heard her yell into the phone. “Where’s my daughter?”
Tank sighed and hit the speaker button right as she spoke again. “Hello!”
“Hi, Mom,” Jane said quietly.
“Jane. Is that you? Are you there?”
“Yeah, I’m here,” she said but was almost immediately interrupted.
“I can’t believe you did this to your sister. Do you have any idea how embarrassing this is for her?”
Jane ran her hand over her forehead. “I just couldn’t do it.”
“That’s incredibly selfish, Jane.”
“I tried,” Jane said, but she sounded defeated. “I thought I could do it, but then I saw them together, and I just couldn’t. I’m sorry.”
“That nonsense is in the past. It’s time for you to move on. It’s been well over two years since it happened, and both Emily and David have apologized to you. Sometimes people fall in love. It can’t be helped.”
“My sister and my boyfriend, Mom,” she said quietly, but I didn’t think her mom heard, considering she powered on.
“What you did today was just spiteful. Your father and I raised you better than that.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Tank asked.
Her mom gasped just as Jane threw an elbow into his side. “Oh my god, you’re going to make it worse.”
“Make it worse,” Tank stated. “From what I’m hearing, your bitch of a sister fucked your boyfriend, married him, and your family ganged up on you until you agreed to be in the wedding. That about right?” When she nodded, he stared at her with wide eyes. “And my saying fuck is making it worse?”
“Where are you, Jane?” Her mom’s voice was sharp. “I’m sending someone to get you.”
“I’m in a truck right now. I don’t know where I am,” she admitted. “I’ll call you when I get somewhere.”
“That’s unacceptable. Tell…”
Tank ended the call before she finished talking, and Jane could only stare at him. “You hung up on my mother.”
“Yep.” He shoved the phone back in his pocket.
“No one ever hangs up on my mother,” Jane said.
“Just did,” Tank answered.
“But—”
“You wanna go back to that wedding?” He interrupted her.
She shook her head. “No.”
“You ever wanna go back?”
She stared at him for a minute. “I’m not sure.”
“Good thing you’ve got time to think about it.”
Tank replied and then silence filled the truck until Jane spoke again. “Do you say the f-word a lot?”
I snorted out a laugh at her question. I said fuck pretty often. Tank said fuck in every other sentence. I had a feeling this girl had never said it. It was obvious by just looking at her. It wasn’t just the pink ball gown, littered with sparkles, but it was everything about her, including the way she held herself. If I had to guess, this girl never stepped foot on the wrong side of town, and that was home to Tank.
