"Oh France," Jack said, looking over with a half smile. "Full of French."
He shot her a small wink before opening his door and stepping out. He reached in for the picnic basket and took hold of it. He pulled it back out and looked over the car at her, squinting slightly in the light.
"Well that's what it was. I was stuck. Stuck with nobody I knew and nowhere I knew and I couldn't get out. This thing burned out and I couldn't get away. That and he'd left me. So pretty much, yeah, forced is about right."
He stepped around the car then and offered his arm out for her to hook onto.
"I'm not bitter about it," he said. "It's just how things went. Doubt I'd be who I am now if they didn't."
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Date: 2010-04-20 10:40 am (UTC)He shot her a small wink before opening his door and stepping out. He reached in for the picnic basket and took hold of it. He pulled it back out and looked over the car at her, squinting slightly in the light.
"Well that's what it was. I was stuck. Stuck with nobody I knew and nowhere I knew and I couldn't get out. This thing burned out and I couldn't get away. That and he'd left me. So pretty much, yeah, forced is about right."
He stepped around the car then and offered his arm out for her to hook onto.
"I'm not bitter about it," he said. "It's just how things went. Doubt I'd be who I am now if they didn't."