Rory
After everyone settles down and gets caught up, Jess walks up to me.
"Can we talk?"
I nod.
We walk out of the diner and instinctively head for the bridge. We sit down and don't say anything for a few minutes.
Then Jess starts. "So, Logan?", he says trying to maintain eye contact.
"He sends a check once a month, and that's it. We haven't spoken face to face since before Beth was born."
Jess looks up, "He's never met his daughter?"
I shake my head. "No, he thought it would be better this way."
Jess, visibly agitated, stays quiet.
"How's the Truncheon?", I ask changing the topic.
"Good. Matt got married and moved to the West Coast, so Chris and I are looking for a new partner to take his place. But we are still turning a profit. How's the newspaper?"
"Taylor has finally let me update it. I tried to cut the poem again, but that didn't go well. I settled on picking a new one. Everyone seems to like it.," I pause. "I've missed you, Jess. I've missed being friends."
"Me too."
