.. who knows. They might embrace the whole idea.”“The thing is that if it turns out Jack isn’t my brother I wouldn’t be happy. And if it turns... out that he is my brother, I still won’t be happy. Does that make sense?”“It makes plenty of sense,” Wendy said and squeezed my shoulder with her hand.After school, I was nervous as I drove over to Jack’s house. He had text me to see if I could go over since Debbie was going to be at work for the next three days. I knew we’d be alone so that scared me. His job was mostly guarding the spare horses and mules, but he needed to keep a lookout for thieves and bandits who might attack the rear-most wagons of the train.There were 22 wagons in the train, 20 with people and their goods and 2 with general supplies and stuff belonging to the guards. The latter two were the ones most interesting to Cletus. If asked, he would have admitted to an overweening selfishness springing from a history of having nothing to call his own. Therefore, he cherished his. Perhaps the fact that he had failed miserably was telling him something.He pulled out his cell phone and flipped it open, intending to call Betty, then cursed when he remembered the battery was dead and shoved it back in his pocket. That would have to wait. Perhaps forever.He wandered along the road out of town. The snow stopped, and hazy sunlight played over the freshly fallen snow. The wind died, leaving him the crunching of his steps as the only sound. He held up his arm and outstretched. Then as we were driving I was to busy sorting myself out I didnt think to say my address he must have read It on my application form surely? But after 5 minutes I said Do you know where your going? He replied I thought since I lived closer I could take you to mines and wash and dry your clothes for you then take you home I dont want you catching a cold do I? when Im going to make you my new english teacher! So happy about It I didnt care where I was going and I said thank-you so much and that.