Chapitre 32: Chapter 32

Still, he couldn’t forget Jack had once chosen her over him, and so he tried to make a point of never saying anything bad about her. Most times he even succeeded.

“I’ve been giving it some thought. My bedroom is the largest in the house. I’ll make it into two smaller rooms and let the kids have them, and I’ll take the room they’re using.”

“You’re a good father, Jack.” Tom could see he was uncomfortable with the praise. “You are. My father would sooner—” His mouth tightened. “Well, never mind about him. Do you need any help?”

Jack smiled at him. “Tommy, I love you, but you are not coming anywhere near my house with a hammer.”

“Hey!” But Tom laughed. He knew Jack was aware he wasn’t too handy with tools.

Jack took another sip of wine, and this time he grimaced at the sweet taste. “I should have brought something.”

“You didn’t know what I was going to make.”

“I could have brought a red and a white.”