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Jake

Jake Wilson

"Waving Through A Window"

The snow crunched under his shoes. They were one of the few articles of clothing that he had actually kept, mostly due to the fact that they hadn't worn out yet. He looked up at the building, memories rushing through his head. Jason lives here.

Jake ran up the driveway, to the front door.

He carried his sleeping son up the driveway, half asleep himself. The little boy sighed and began to stir. He smiled and brushed his son's hair away from his face.

Jake stepped up to the porch, raising his hand to knock on the door, but stopped, seeing his reflection in the window. His head. Purple. Rotary. He shook it, looking past his reflection to the people inside the house. A little girl was sitting in a high chair on a familiar table. Different chairs, and different decorations surrounding it, but the same table.

She looks like Nia.

He kept watching as an older, darker-skinned man walked into the room and gave the girl some food. People started flooding in. An older, African American couple whom Jake assumed were the child's grandparents; his granddaughter had her grandfather's eyes and her grandmother's nose. A younger couple walked in, one of them a red-haired man that he immediately recognized.

Jason.

He put his hand back down. Looked the house up and down. Blue.

It used to be yellow.

He looked through the window. The table had been set already, and Jason and his father-in-law were helping bring out food to the girls. His granddaughter was clapping, tugging at her mother's sleeve and pointing towards her father.

He's turned out just fine. Even without me.

The window he was peering through fogged up, blocking his view of Jason and his family.

Only the reflection.

Jake didn't even consider it as his anymore. He saw the phone staring back at him as a strange, unfamiliar man wearing ragged clothes, and the first thing he thought was monster.

His hand, which had been hovering over the door for quite some time now, dropped back to his side.

Jason is happy without you.

He stepped off the porch and began to back away from the house.

Having you stumble into his life would ruin everything.

He turned and ran from the house.