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Gu her the saiven Screw

Hell, he’d even opened up, sharing the challenges of growing up with a mother half the town had seen naked Jazz had teared up over both their stories, hugging theht words of comfort

Eventually, the conversation worked its way around to Jazmine

“Can I ask you so?” he asked Jazz He and Gumby lay side by side in the bed Jazz was sideways, with her head on Gus draped across Screw’s abs

“Sure”

“Where is Paul now?”

Soht dimmed in her eyes “He’s, uh, locked up in a psychiatric prison in Illinois”

Screw shifted his gaze to Gumby “Did you know this?”

With a nod, Guo It’ll be years before he’s out”

“Good Okay, that’s good” Though it destroyed his ability to fuck the guy up And he wasn’t sure how he felt about that yet “So he has no contact with you”

Jazz looked ahich ht Jazz?”

“Jazz?” Screw asked “What the fuck? Is he in touch with you?”

Shaking her head, she said, “No” Then she ran a hand through her hair which was a mess from the afternoon’s activities “Not directly, anyway I have a virtual PO Box where my parents can send me letters or forward my mail It’s received by a company who sends the mail to me here Anyway, a few times Paul has sent a letter to the house for me and my step-dad forwarded them to me”

“What the actual fuck?” If he hadn’t been pinned under her silky-ss, Screould have ju with that man?”

The pizza in her stoan to feel like a rock “I don’t know I’ve stopped asking that question where his son is concerned Anyway I read the first letter then haven’t opened any of the others It’s not worth the stress and uish it causes me I save them in case…I don’t know I just save them”